Half of July has slipped away in a haze of cough syrup and sleepless nights.
I had such high hopes for this month. I was going to get my shizzle together. My two contracts ended, and my kids are occupied, so I was going to catch up on reading, blogging, gardening, yoga, and napping. I was going to start a lawsuit and apply for a Certificate in Non-Profit Management program.
I was going to climb Mt. Kill-Em-With-Paper, gussy up the Carport of Disrepute, and organize the Closet of the Slipping Socks.
I was also going to conquer the Last Unpacked Box.
Oh, and I was going to address the Cousin It situation:
Wow, I look tired.
Well, July isn’t over yet. Time for a nap.