39&Counting.

So I have a new job, which I start tomorrow, and I was all excited and now I'm freaking out because what about summer?  JDRW has summers off, and I do not.  I have spent the entire first 6 years of his life keeping him out of daycares and babysitters and now, summer is looming.  There's always something that I didn't think through.  Ugh.

In other news...

My birthday was eh.  Magnum was crabby which really pissed me off...but me being me, I attempted to make the best of it.  It was ok. 

This morning, however, I woke up feeling extremely over tired.  I felt drugged, although I was not!  And disoriented or off balance or something.  And now I just have this overwhelming feeling of dread.  It's heavy.  I don't like it. 

I do like new beginnings and I do like that my new year starts today and a new month and a new job start tomorrow. 

I'm not a fan of the fact that now Magnum is telling me how much work he has for me.  I was thinking any day he'd tell me I was all done and I'd be without a job...so I go find a new job and then he tells me how much work he has for me.  Ugh. 

Maybe I'm just freakin' out about the new job?  On the outside I'm very excited, but maybe some where deep inside my body is just freakin' out about all of the changes.

I'm on the blogroll for March.  We'll see if I can keep up with it this time. 




 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I wish this feeling would go away already. I HATE it.