Well, I may be exhausted, but I'm still annnoyingly perky!
Brenda - Honey, I don't know what's going on, but perhaps it's time for a little change of focus? Take Leenie's advice and do smaller pieces at a time. Try to focus more on all the good things and let the bad crap go. Keeping negative energy around you is a self-defeating thing.
Leenie - Wa-hoo! Weight training! You go girl!
Spedmom - Ohhhhhhhhhhh I love painting! And Home Depot has those great faux finish classes. Can I come help?
Jane - This is going to sound totally hypocritical of me, but be careful with that stuff! Especially with your family history. I'm a control freak so I'm terrified of addiction. Because of that, I have a tendency to take a month or so off of my bad habit (smoking, drinking......) just to prove that I can do it. Take a break. Rid the house of all alcohol if you have to. But just take a few weeks off. We want to keep you healthy!
Rhonda - I'm sorry about your friend. That really sucks! Since when are your finances a concern of hers? Silly silly silly!
TG - Where's our sun?

I'm getting waterlogged!
Morti - Good luck as your hunt for a fur kid continues!
I'm working my *** off this week. It appears that I'll be doing 12 hours a day for this week as well as at least most of next week.
I'd be fine but after I left work at 7 last night, I went to the grocery store. (Sidetrack moment: Can I tell you how amazingly organized I was? I made a list of what I was cooking this week, turned it into a grocery list, then put the items on the list in the order that they are in when I walk through the store

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Anyway, while at the grocery store, my phone rings. And the number on the caller ID is the bar. So I answer and it's my friend Tim. He tells me I need to get down there and talk to his wife. I'm thinking "If I'm getting mixed up in one more thing............" but then I realized that it's almost 8 at night and she works graveyard. So I asked what she was doing at the bar and it turns out that she got fired yesterday. She calls in sick to work all the time so she can go out and play and so she got fired for her attendance.
Well, I'm wiped out. I'm hungry. I really don't want to go to the bar. But I'm a good friend so I grabbed a spoonful of peanut butter and went out anyway. Fast forward to 1:00 in the morning. I'm sober because I knew I needed to be if I was going to survive this week. DH is totally drunk and yelling at me about nothing because that's just what the drunks do sometimes. I start laughing which got him laughing which led to him admitting he's a damned fool. I went to bed. He tried to get to bed, but ended up making it as far as the bedroom floor.
Boys are dumb.
