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I just can't seem to get my head above water, damn feet keep slipping on all that oozy slimey stuff on the bottom of the pond. Got thru taxes and sun poisoning, pulled another bartending stint yesterday for a wedding (poor bastards) and now we're trying to get the Science Fair project in by Thurs. (so really done by Wed.) We shoulda started last weekend or the one before that even. Story of my life ,shoulda, woulda, coulda. Shoulda started last week,woulda cleaned the house and coulda posted in peace. One of these days now, really.

8 comments:

Melly said...

Oh, how fun, a science project. What's the project.

You'll get to the calm water, rdl, hang in there :)

Mary said...

The penultimate sentence speaks volumes to me. Good luck Rdl. And remember the roses ...

Jona said...

Yeah, but if you had of cleaned the house, would you be able to tell by now? (This is an insight into my make-myself-feel-better logic ;o))

I know about drowning, and you've just reminded me, I MUST get the tax return done! Good luck with your week, I hope it brings rewards and relaxing moments for you :o)

rdl said...

Melly ,I wish you were here to do it with him since you think its fun :D
Mary ,trying very hard to smell them or is that the coffee again?
Jona, you are absolutely right on the housecleaning; i always say you can't tell the difference between a 1/4 inch of dust and a 1/2, sounds like we use the same logic.

Patry Francis said...

I'm still searching for my scattered tax documents...aargh!

Crockhead said...

It's probably not helpful to beat yourself up too much. We all have things we could beat ourselves up about. Who's perfect? Accept that you are the way you are and go from there.

rdl said...

amishlaw - I didn't think I was beating myself up I was just doing some healthy complaining. waa wah waa

Sky said...

taxes are next on our agenda, and one whole day of planting shrubs and trees with promises NOT to buy even one more plant until the pathways are finished in the gardens. always something to do...but we all must remember to stop to be grateful for this life we have. it is all too fragile.