Here is a walkway that leads to the Piano Bar and then the alley.Soooooo, here's the deal, Lucille. It is really late. The girls had their choir concert and then I had some bullshit I had to fume about and work on getting over, and now it's very, very late.
As I've already whined about, the last few weeks have been ridiculously hectic. I haven't had time to keep up with house cleaning, working out, eating right or my much needed alone time. In other words I'm not just whack, I'm out of whack. Hopefully, starting this week, everything will slow down and I can catch-up and get some kind of balance back. I'll let you know how that goes.
For tonight, I need to get to bed. Here's hoping your lives are all moving at a pace you can handle.
9 comments:
I think I'd be kinda scared to see your fuming face.
What were you fuming about? Oh and how was the choir concert?
My life finally has hit a pace I can participate in and not feel like I'm watching from the sideline.
I hope you get back in..um.whack?
Oooh... get some rest and take it easy. Hope the fume dissipates.
Fume is my middle name lately. Sadly.
Balance is on the way. Watch for it....it's coming!
Churlita,
I think your prime for a slow down cycle.
rel
mine is moving fast, but it's because im pushing it!
i hope you get some you time soon.
Pamela,
Oh, believe me. You would. These cheeks get very red. Damn, my ruddy Irish complexion.
Tara,
The concert was nice. I wrote about my fume on the next post.
Susan,
Thanks. I think I'm back in whack now.
ananda,
it has a lot. Thanks.
Dj,
Fume goes nicely with Sonya, doesn't it?
lauraB.,
I just hope I don't trip over it.
Rel,
I am so prime.
Mighty Jo,
you are, and it sounds like it's going well for you. that's great.
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