so i’m still in tampa and i’ve worked nearly 24 of the last 24 hours. poor linda’s had it worse. i think she’s worked all 24 of the last 24 hours. my turn is coming next year. i am not necessarily excited.
so i don’t even know why i started this post. i had this thing about “change” that i was going to talk about and share some insight from my dad. but i started thinking that i shouldn’t even mention it until it’s happened. i want to be about action, i’m tired of all the talk.
i’m looking forward to getting home tomorrow. apparently my cat is so lonely she’s stopped eating. this concerns me. i’m obviously a bad pet parent, among other things. this is where the to do list goes but i’ll have to assess that tomorrow after i unpack and drink a little. or a lot. wish me luck with next week. i might need it.