I feel badly that I just don't have the time to blog this week. If I could, I'd offload all that's going on and freckling my balls but I can't without causing damage so I won't. That's what friends are for, they say.
So thank you, Stevil, for letting me vent at you.
I did receive a great present yesterday. My Niecely made me a handstitched House of Stark bookmark. It's much too nice to stick in a book, though, so I'm hunting for a frame. Yes, the hanging of things is back, about one year after the first hanging of things project. lol
But everything will take a number while I take meetings and brainstorming sessions. And try to keep my patience and temper when I'm in a huge amount of weather-caused pain. I really am a right bitch when things hurt this much. 4 Aleves in me and it's only taken off the edge. Enough with the rain already. What are we, in the Amazonian jungle?
Anyway, here's my song of the day, "A Matter of Trust"
Did you hear France's new President's plane was hit by lightning? No joke, it was! Everyone's okay. Ach, don't get me started on the news. I have things to get done before I have to fall out.
Everyone hang in there.
The Door Is Ajar.
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