Okay people. Just because I'm in a mood right now.
Things that suck:
Children who are ungrateful that I've taken time away from my several hundred emails (most business-related) to help them with their math for the twelfth time.
My sinuses. (Oh man...do they ever. I'm finally breaking down and calling the doctor tomorrow.)
My damn female cat that's in heat. (Now I have to keep the boy out in the cold because she's turned into slut kitty. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr)
All the beepity beep clothes on my damn bed that need to be folded. (Screw a big bunch of them.)
President Bush. (Don't get me started. That man, and I use that term loosely, is a pox on society.)
My Packers. (Ya know. I love Brett Favre. But his team inhales.)
All the dirty dishes in my kitchen. (See note about my clothes. Same goes.)
The headache I've had since last Monday. (Yes! Yes! I'm calling the doctor tomorrow.)
My school's superintendent. (He is the debil. I'm convinced of it.)
And now things that I'm eternally grateful for:
Puffs Plus. (God bless those tissue makers.)
My friends. All y'all. My rotten children. My author friends. My editors and co-workers.
My doctor. (Who, yes, I'm calling tomorrow.)
Over-the-counter medicine. (I need stock in it.)
Chocolate. (By God, I can't taste it. But I know it's there on my tongue.)
And now that I've rambled on incessantly, I'm going back to bed.
7 months ago