(I couldn't get it together enough for a real photo dump, so bear with me!)
1. Yesterday went better than I could have imagined. My bosses stood in the trench with me. Every one of them. They did the right thing and in doing so? Took a tremendous amount of pressure off of me.
2. I am feeling frazzled. But lazy. This is a bad combination of emotions and lack of willingness to lesson my own load.
3. I have begun ignoring things. Lots of things. Piles of stuff. (Bills. Laundry. A messy house. Etc.) This ignoring of said important things? Really contributes to feeling overwhelmed as noted in Item 2, above.
4. I got to talk to Lauren for a bit this week. Instead of missing her less, now that she's returned from her honeymoon? I may be missing her a bit more. Sadly.
5. I may have eaten an entire bag of Swedish Fish in the last 48 hours. Not an individual size bag, if you're wondering. A big, meant-to-be-shared or eaten-over-the-course-of-a-month size bag. Whoops. Emotional eating FAIL!
6. I tried to get Halle to eat some squirt cheese. She refused, in case you wondered. (But she will scrape the "cheese" off of cheese crackers and eat it. She'll even scrape that fake cheese off those sad little cracker sandwiches and put it onto Wheat Thins.) But she will not eat squirt cheese. Weirdo.
(Please note that (a), there is no need to refridgerate the squirt cheese and (b), so help me, it's made with REAL cheese! Or something like that!)
7. I can't believe that I'm admitting this on the Internet, but our ***damn kitten gave me ringworm. Dammit. Although I've been treated? As has everyone/everything/the damn kitten? I'm itchy just thinking about it. Ring. Worm. Ew!
8. If you ever rescue a kitten? Don't carry it around in your sports bra because you think it's funny. Like a tiny, little kitty sling. Because you might end up with ringworm. In your, ahem, "sports bra area". (It's not that funny anymore.)
9. I went to Happy Hour at Crush with my Mom and Auntie last night. Man, we all needed it. Badly. All three glasses of "it"!
10. Dylan is at an unexpected, last-minute sleepover. How corny am I that I miss him? Yes, I am a dork.
How's that for a brain/random thought dump? Now we are going to set up and watch an outdoor movie of Halle's choosing. Likely Tangled. Shocker there, eh?
Happy Friday!