i want to make this a list of things that are wrong with me... but i'm not sure my brain is organized enough today to actually make a list... i know, i know, i hear you thinking "Libby, not make lists???!!! quick someone call a medic!!!"
but seriously... i'm a crazy person. have i told you that before? i am... i'm crazy.
i can't wait for summer to be over... and yes, months ago i couldn't wait for the weather to be warm...
is there a place in the world where it's perpetually fall?? i wanna live there.
soooo. let's see... where was i... oh, right. crazy. aside from feeling supremely disorganized (despite the wall and left half of my desk at work being COVERED in sticky notes), i'm also feeling supremely dissatisfied... with what, you ask? well, EVERY-FREAKING-THING.
work is a bugger... i hate the emr. i hate having to smooth feathers... i'm not a feather-smoother, just ask my kids... i'm mostly a numbers in columns and rows and "isn't that pattern interesting" person.
my husband wants to move to japan... probably without me and the kids...
and i can't seem to eat/cook/freeze/can the super influx of veg in our house which makes me feel ridiculously guilty...
also, the araucana chicken has stopped laying eggs because we took her clutch away and now she's depressed and mad at me...
sigh. i know... i'm a whiner. i'm sorry... i'll shut up now.