I can't remember what I was going to write about tonight. I have been a Royal Space Cadet the past week. I think it has to do with being forced, due to external circumstances, to skip lunch. I get angry when I don't eat lunch. Angry. Mean. Snippy. Hot-tempered. Grrrrrrrrr.
I am so glad tomorrow is Friday!!!!!! I hope I can sleep in and work out and clean this house for Jennie's going away! And, :(
Sleep in: past 6:30 and not wake up before then!
Work out: want to put a hurtin' on some iron. Grrrrrr.
Clean: oh crap! It's going to take a few swiffer pads to take care of the kitchen floor alone.