Are You Kidding Me…

What a week.

Anyway, my apologies if you received two emails from the Devil this morning.

China hacked me, Google denied my existence as they think I am still being held hostage, the painter didn’t show, it’s raining and my hair is frizzing, the soaking wet dog jumped on my gorgeous duvet and I have a migraine.

It’s only 10:23 in the morning.

I just ran to Flywheel to work off the frustrations and it is over 100 degrees in the spin room. Wednesday it was 40. Buh-bye.

So, I am home writing a mea culpa to all my followers and depressed because I made cornbread at 4am and ate a huge piece, rationalizing that I would work it off spinning.

Now I am bloated, unexercised, frustrated and devouring Zomig to hopefully ease my cerebral pain.

So that’s my day.

Saturday, I am lucky enough to go to Connecticut and pack up my family home, layout thousands of dollars to install a new heating system, a sexy basement sump pump while inhaling snowbound white paint fumes.

Hope everyone has a great weekend and be glad you are not me.

Hugs and kisses.

One Comment

  1. breathe!!!!!!!!!!!( but not the wet paint fumes)

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