I've decided this is what I need. Who do I see about that?
Why, you ask?
For the following reasons:
My oldest chicken is about half an inch shorter than I am. I'd like to keep her that way. Selfish? Yes. But I still assure her that I will always be bigger. You get my drift.
I have LOTS of stories to write. LOTS. And I want to be able to give them all the time I have. Everyday life? Geez. It tends to get in the way. I'm actually going to start making charts for summertime activities so I know what's going on.
Which brings me to...I know my gray matter is in a state of emergency. Not only do I need more memory for my computer, but my wee cranium could use a boost, also. So I need to suspend time and conserve what I have left. *snicker*
Where has this year gone? It's May. My kids will be out of school in one week. *breathing deeply* But before I know it, I'll be buying backpacks and school supplies again.
And not only am I worried about my gray matter...it so happens I have gray hair. On the sides. For all the world to see. I think that started when I hit thirty. I don't remember it before then. Dang it!
Wait! Wait! And doesn't a woman's metabolism slow down about this time? ACK!!!
Yeah. That's it. I've had it. Someone slow down the hourglass. Because I'm sinking in the sand.
3 months ago