So, again with the random thoughts – I’ve been trying, for the last two days, to blog about something meaningful and worthwhile. Heck, I even started this blog off with really deep intentions. I titled it, got three paragraphs in and then decided to scrap it for some other time, if ever at all.
I’m in my funky mood and that often drives me to deep thoughts about things I don’t really want to talk about – at least not yet. So here we are, another list post from the depths of my soul (I typed soup instead of soul…hahaha…that might actually be more fitting!)
- Earlier in the week I blogged about having thrown the kids meds in the trash. I’ve been in a constant state of panic over this, because he ran out of meds this morning and also, because we just can’t afford the expense of buying the meds as an out of pocket expense. I had really hoped that our insurance would pick up the cost – ya know, have a little compassion and understanding and just do something nice for a change – but as I suspected, that’s not going to happen. I did finally pick up the meds this evening, to the tune of almost $900. I just don’t see how people do it without insurance. Heck, I’m not even sure what we’re going to do for our budget this pay period – it’s totally out the window.
- Daisy, the cute little dog who is as sweet as can be, had explosive…um…yeah…all over the crate, all over the living room, all over the laundry room…I’m not sure she has enough cute in her to make up for this. The old man said this might actually be the answer to our budget problem…he wasn’t talking about selling her, he was talking about tacos. I almost threw up.
- Speaking of old men – he’s in bed (and has been since about 5 PM) with some sort of illness that looks and sounds a whole lot like a certain flu we keep hearing about. By the time you read this, I might already be checking in to the Motel 6 down the road. They left the light on for me, Tom Bodett said so.
- I signed up for GoodReads.com tonight – I’m not sure how I feel about it yet.
- The more I put myself “out there” the less I want to be “out there” and I start thinking real serious about deleting my accounts on some sites – namely, Twitter. I’m private there, because I can’t be open and honest unless I am – but because I’m private, it’s not really a useful tool for networking with others – and those on my friends list rarely, if ever, reply to anything I say. I’m not an attention whore or anything – far from it – but being ignored on a regular basis doesn’t do my emotional state well – especially right now.
- I am washing Daisy’s dog bed right now and it’s driving me crazy by making the washer go off balance during the spin cycle. Ugh.
- The more I sit here and type, the more I delete.
- Being in a funk really sucks.
That’s all – I am starting to be all pissy and that’s the last thing I want right now – I need jokes and stuff. I need to smile and be happy. Faking it till I make it starts RIGHT NOW.
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