Ah, today is Therapy – or – How To Pay Someone a Lot of Money to Be Your Friend. Ugh. She had better let me knit. Ergh.
After that it is home again to re-design the site. It’s time. I’m in need of something fresh, clean, spring, etc. Or not. We’ll see if my motivation sticks 🙂
Last night I woke up at 3:11 a.m. and had my very first “Ghost” moment. And really, let me just say, if you can’t laugh, you are going to cry and if you cry too much, well you look like shit AND you can’t get anything done. And life is about getting shit done. So I’m laughing. So my moment. It was “Ghost” like. The moment I’ve been waiting for….
I woke up and I could smell him. To the left of my pillow, which would be next to the bed. Then it was gone. I went to the loo, back to bed, tried to to have a nice dream, and then was rudely woken by the alarm at 5:45 a.m.
Not really much of a moment. Not much at all. And frankly from someone so stinkin’ dramatic, I expect a bit more.