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growing up. moving on. letting go.
interesting. and exhilarating.
in other news, i had most of the day all to myself. which i keep saying i'd like to have. and then... it sucked. i was so bored. i chatted a bit on the intraweb which i haven't done in like a million years. i showed off my pups and the ferretheads and the kids.
i got called "way domesticated." it is true. and honestly, nerdily, i couldn't be happier. i am like a wife. not a housewife by any stretch of the imagination. but i'm like some new millenium working wife and mom. ok maybe not so much like that, but i'm having a great time.
i love that joey loves her job. i love her job. it has excellent perks and she always has great stories. i just hate the long, late hours. like right now, i'm going to bed. suck. she probably won't be home until 1 or 2 tonight.
so in case she comes home, tries to wake me up and i mumble something and start snoring, maybe she will read this and i can say "no really. wake me up. seriously."
my work has livejournal blocked. i would probably write more often if that were not true. also, no aim. i guess that is a way to keep us on-task but seriously, i find a hundred different ways to circumvent that anyway.
i miss the paid account. i want one of the permanent ones but no can do right now. that seems a little extravagant anyway.
interesting. and exhilarating.
in other news, i had most of the day all to myself. which i keep saying i'd like to have. and then... it sucked. i was so bored. i chatted a bit on the intraweb which i haven't done in like a million years. i showed off my pups and the ferretheads and the kids.
i got called "way domesticated." it is true. and honestly, nerdily, i couldn't be happier. i am like a wife. not a housewife by any stretch of the imagination. but i'm like some new millenium working wife and mom. ok maybe not so much like that, but i'm having a great time.
i love that joey loves her job. i love her job. it has excellent perks and she always has great stories. i just hate the long, late hours. like right now, i'm going to bed. suck. she probably won't be home until 1 or 2 tonight.
so in case she comes home, tries to wake me up and i mumble something and start snoring, maybe she will read this and i can say "no really. wake me up. seriously."
my work has livejournal blocked. i would probably write more often if that were not true. also, no aim. i guess that is a way to keep us on-task but seriously, i find a hundred different ways to circumvent that anyway.
i miss the paid account. i want one of the permanent ones but no can do right now. that seems a little extravagant anyway.