Time Out

After working retail over the holidays (which this year lasted from August and won’t end until around June) I decided if I didn’t want my head to explode, I better take a few vacation days.  My timing is always off though.  No money.  No trip to an exotic locale.  And I woke up with a migraine this morning.  Oh.  And it rained all day.  There went my walk.

I did get some writing done and I’m reading a couple of good books.  Richard graciously updated some things on this website.  By “graciously” I mean there were fewer smug comments regarding my less than stellar computer skills.

My goals for the rest of the week are to finish writing If I Can’t Wave Like a Princess I Must Be a Loser, post a few more entries here, organize my spare room,  clean out my white-trash Toyota and cook something.

Uh…now work is beginning to look good to me.  Yeah, that’s crazy talk.  If nothing else, my vacation will be a success because I’m not going to subject my boobs to the torture of a bra for five entire days!  That’s right, Funbags!  Perk up!