Is anyone else feeling like they need to curl in a ball and sleep for a year?
I am about done with winter and ready for a spring breeze to blow through my little world.
I am looking forward to wearing thongs again (that's flip flops, people, NOT underwear made of string).
Of course, I will need to cut my toenails…which are currently 27cms long. Seriously.
And shave my….well, body. All of it. It's hairy up in here.
Every second Friday is my half day. That's when B finishes work early and I get half the day to write/shop/shop. When he walks in the door he is greeted by the whirling dervish that is me getting the fuck out.
Tomorrow, I think he will be greeted by me whirling my dervish to the nearest bed.
I am so frickin' tired.
Anyhoo, that's the whole boring story right now.
A dear friend sent me the below in an email and it did give me a little laugh. And then I passed out face first into the keyboard….
Night night, peeps.