I wanted to take the kids to the store cause I wanted some yeast, thet could return theircolorin sheets, but my filename is that Intended to finish organizing the kids rooms. We made huge progress the last two times, and I would like to keep our momentum, so, maybe I will instead fold clothes and sort through the closet to see what else we can fit hidden away.
Oh yeah, I ran out of mayonaise and had to use miracle whip on my sub sandwich, which was disgusting. I used to like it and not like mayo, but sometime my preferences changed.
I woke up with swollen sinuses again today. What is up with that? I name it on the season. Heaters turning on blowing up dust and allergens. My headhurts so bad, I am getting sick of it. But, how much more will I endure?
I just feel like it was a sort of sci-fi fantasy to be born here and it was an incredible gift like someone giving you a free expense paid trip to New Zealand. I should be enjoying myself. I should be remembering gratefully the opportunity, but somehow I am unhappy. I must have done something wrong. I am convinced that it is never too late. McGuyver would find a way, so I must.
