Monday, May 2, 2011

*Cough* I'm having trouble breathing.

Ever feel like everyone around you is wearing big heavy boots and they're pressing them down on your neck?


It's just me?

In my most 'not complaining' voice, I'd like to suggest maybe some of you shouldn't wear those heavy boots right now.... it's spring and I'm terribly worried your feet will get sweaty.

Horrible doesn't seem like a strong enough word to describe the things that happened in my life before 8am this morning. Strangly, they pale in comparison to what's waiting for me on the other side of 10am.

Dramatic much?

Declaration of the day: I promise to only use the word 'horrible' to describe sand storms, fires and movies.... from now on.

Starting tomorrow.

1 comment:

  1. Uh-oh, what's happenin' in Sassy land? You shouldn't have any sort of horribleness coming to you the day after Stamp Retreat, that's just wrong! You tell them I said so. You should get to relish in your fabulousness for at least 2 full weeks post Stamp Retreat. I'm pretty sure that's a law.