You totally want me.
My husband was very understanding because he was recently juggling getting all of our financial information together to refinance our house, scheduling life insurance physicals, researching, test-driving and negotiating for a new car, and doing our taxes.
I'm overwhelmed because of a Peeps diorama and a trapeze class:
|One of the nine thousand ridiculous things that is consuming my time lately. But this was so fun. |
Read all about it here.
Whatever. When I don't have things to do, I get bored in about an hour. So even though I complain, I like having commitments. Like writing a weekly column and then shilling it for all I am worth: (Last week's was about how we roll around naked in piles of money here in Fairfax County, Virginia. This week's? A Lent vent.)
Maybe I should re-think that stance on Lent and give up whining for a while?