Ya, so this week was a little batty at work. New people come in and everything changes. So maybe that isn't a bad thing, whatever.
For all those following the tale that is my life, I did manage to hit the reunion last weekend. It got me to thinking how much I wish I partook more in high school. Like my Mother said to my fella, "She was too concerned about what everyone else thought of her to care for herself." In hindsight, what a waste of time.
I think I might've downloaded a pic to my pics this afternoon - if you care to see me posing beside my only attempt at anything memorable in high school, take a peek.
I can't seem to get my part to do what it's supposed to do - they told me it wouldn't know any better if I combed it a certain way, but I think they were lying. Or maybe I should have bought that puddy they talked about so much.
The Mother Load called tonight. She declared that tomorrow she would pick me up at 9:30am. That's AM. Ok, so there is a serious garage sale happening and all the Aunts will be there - it might get a little messy.
It's time for bed.
xo K
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