
06-25-2003, 09:15 AM
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~figment of imagination~
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Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: hot sticky wet south
Posts: 2,310
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Wednesday, June 25 10:09 AM
Woke up this morning at 9:00 am. Haven't done that in a while. I must be stressed. Usually I sleep until about 11:00. Oh well. I start stretching as my little girl climbs in the bed with me. She is such a lovey dovey in the morning. We snuggled and giggled for about half an hour. As I got out of bed I hear the dreaded words out of my daughter's mouth as she is digging through her closet. "I have nothing to wear!!" Man I hate it when the day start off on that note. She can complain and bitch and moan and groan for HOURS on that subject and she is only 5. Ugh! Sometimes I wish that I dressed her in the middle of the night so she wouldn't think about getting dressed. Trying to get going this morning I figured I would check my email and then get off the computer for the rest of the day. If only! Brrrrrrring, damn instant messages. 'hey hi how are you this morning we aren't sure if the bank is going to accept our offer maybe you can drive down check out the building alone blah blah blah'. When will it ever end. So as my instant messenger keeps giving me more and more and more info I log into Pixies. Checking out new posts always seems to be a joy for me. And ....... what is this *Pixies Journal* hot damn! So I sit back and type away. TY TY TY! Well, I think my instant messages are over so I am off the computer for today. I must finish working on getting our house ready to sale.
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