...than to bring homework to grade. I don't why I ever pack my back with papers to grade when I know I'm not going to do it when I get home. At least I'm getting smart and not even bothering. I don't know what it is... but I can't get myself to focus on schoolwork once I'm home. I guess I like my time at home to be my time. I want to be off the clock so to speak. Luckily, having two conference periods certainly helps in being able to get things done. I'm still perpetually behind, but at least I stay busy. Tomorrow is going to be my Friday. Last day of school for the week. I'm looking forward to the time off, but it will be a pain to deal with the work when I get back.
I'm still behind on things that need to be done around the house although I did do some laundry tonight. I will have the morning off on Wednesday so hopefully I can get some stuff done then. I did schedule a doctor's appointment so I do have to get out of bed. It's the fun female one... I can't wait... not. But given my issues this summer it would be nice to get some answers about why my body totally freaks out from time to time.
I'm glad my advice to Andrew went over well. You really can't ever go wrong with flowers. It's been a long time since I've gotten flowers. The last few times, I bought them for myself. Before that, was from my sister for my confirmation. Before that... I can't remember. I am not sure why flowers are so great when they just die in a few days but it's always nice to get them. They're pretty and they smell good and it's always the thought that counts.
Oh... my ex-husband commented in his blog that I still think he's a pervert. I'm not sure why he seems to care whether or not I still think that, but maybe you should go read his blog and decide for yourself. Warning... some material is not suitable for young audiences.
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Okay, for some reason, I just can't see you and Richard together, you know? He just seems like a tits and ass kinda guy and you are so much more refined than that.
Perhaps it's possible that a 'tits and ass' kinda guy can appreciate a pretty and intelligent refined woman too.
...as long as they have tits and a big ass, eh? lol
Well, he's ummm just so... What was that you called him? Perverted? Yeah. That's it.
OMG! I don't know what to say except...uh, yeah. pervert. Your life HAS to be looking up not having to deal with that day after day, minute by minute.
*laugh* poor Richard I'm sure he didn't expect an onslaught. I don't think he's exceptionally perverted or anything...just the normal amount. And I think he's funny...but yeah, probably not who you should be married to. (currently at least)
(hey if you end up with two comments from me, delete the first one, I don't know if it worked or not..)
ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww! you are sooooo much better off. you obviously have the best part of him with you now. thank goodness. when I look at that blog, I have to say that you shouldn't have a problem finding a guy, but God always has some plan for us. hang in there. you're doing GREAT!!
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