Well, to start, something is WRONG with my spacebar. AND my period key (double entendre? NO!) And I am NOT HAPPY about either of these deficiencies as my Dell Notebook Computer 1) was not cheap! and 2) is not that old. Suspects will be questioned, punishments may be dealt.
But anyway......
(had to hit the period key like 80 TIMES)
Life is Work. Work is Life. Or at least it seems so lately. So, I have been making a conscious effort to separate the two.
Seriously. Let me elaborate.
We Lessards, are on a pretty tight schedule. Me more so than JP and the gals. I am always the first one up (on weekdays). I nudge JP, go in and wake the girls, and get the day going. As my previous day probably did not end till around midnight, my morning usually begins around 6:45 on a good day. Around 7am on a not so good day.
So, I nudge JP, go into the gals' bedroom, get them up or give them "5" more minutes depending on the time, and hit the shower. A FAST shower. Always. Except on the weekends or at night when I am lucky enough to have a few extra minutes . OK, this whole post so far sounds like I am complaining or bitching about my lack of time, which in a way I am but I am so not..
I am just documenting a day in the life...
So anyway, as NONE OF MY FAMILY READ THIS BLOG ANYMORE I can pretty much say whatever I want......SCOTT! YOU'RE A NORTHERNER AND WILL NEVER BE FULLY ACCEPTED INTO SOUTHERN LIFE! MICHELE! LIGHTEN UP! JOE! GET A CLUE!
ok, I am done with THAT.
If you (and you know who you are!) happen to be reading this post, trust me, that last capitalized comment was NOT directed at you
But I digress.
So work,
Necessary but hated
Not that I hate my "paying" job
And I certainly don't hate my "non-paying" job
But it is starting to wear on me.
The commute.
I don't remember my specific point when I started this entry, but I do realize what it has turned into -
I HATE MY COMMUTE.
Other than that? Right now? Life is good. And I am thankful.
