So, of course it’s project time, which just means my crazy life get’s crazier. I never can understand how parents do it and figure this may be why I haven’t been blessed with any children I so want. My dog is hard enough to take care of…I can’t imagine kids, my sister annnnd this job. Then of course I think, if I had kids…a family, I probably would make different choices and not have this job. Heck if I had it my way I would be a stay at home mom. Clearly, being a nanny was my favorite job…and I was good at it.
This was the sky outside my window at the office the other night. I have it pretty good, so I do feel bad asking and praying for more. Oh well, regardless of my hopes and dreams…my next few months are about to be busy, busy, busy!