Well , the weather has cooled off, and I'm still looking for any excuse to be a bum. Just in a funk I guess. Maybe it's the disappointment of Pearl catching ablaze....Maybe it's the sinking feeling I got when I mailed off the fathers day box for dad. I'm so far away.
Either way, it was a day spent cleaning and weeding, laundry and dishes, cooking and the Simpsons.
Is calling in 'the funk' to work excusable?
4 comments:
I think it's only excusable if you were prescribed antibiotics for it. And people are definitely going to talk!
You don't have to be so far away...come home and visit. Grace misses you.
Yeah, what Amy said! Grace misses you. (and Mom and Dad do too)
Wow -- at least you cleaned and did laundry. I was just saying to Victor, today I think, that when the weather is nice, I use the excuse that it's too nice out to clean, but then when the weather is crappy, I use the excuse that it's crappy out, so I'm just gonna lay on the couch. Yeah, you should see the bedroom. I still haven't unpacked from Ohio, and I honestly think I've put away my laundry ONE time in 2006.
So what ended up happening with Pearl? Did you get out of the deal? Sorry, I know...
By the way, will you still be my friend now that I am "out of the closet"?! I think that was the bravest blog entry I've ever posted! I'm just so sick of all the bashing!
Here's to tomorrow being a funk-less day. ~Nicole
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