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Wacky Wednesday Musings

I really don’t have a topic this morning. I seem to have a bunch of random thoughts/ponderings floating through my head that need to escape. Of course, none of these thoughts may be important to anyone, or bring about World Peace, but they are just taking up space. Maybe you witty Internet friends that visit will have some words of wisdom to add to these thoughts. With out further delay……

  • Why, why, why does my boss think that, if he triples his billing without tripling his staff, everything will get done in a blink of an eye?
  • Why does my boss think entering a $26,000 deposit is easy….when each invoice totals about $37.50? That’s a whole lot of invoices!
  • When will I stop freaking out when I hear sirens, or see an accident while my kids are out driving. My heart was literally palpitating and my husband said I was white as a ghost when we passed by an accident along the route that my kids would have taken an hour earlier?
  • Why doesn’t money grow on trees? I mean, really, that would make life a whole lot easier. But in reality, for the farmer, money really does grow…on trees, in the field.
  • Why do flucktarded drivers of big, flucking vehicles take up three lanes of the freeway, go under the speed limit, and block traffic from getting by……at rush hour?!?
  • When will my boxes all be unpacked? My motivation-I’m not getting a manicure or pedicure until it’s done. My toes look pretty gross.
  • My daughter is taking an Ag class. She’s going to raise a goat for a grade. She doesn’t even take the dog out. Or take her garbage out. Her room does look like a goat lives in it, so it may work out.
  • We close on the house today. I’m not going to believe it until the money is in my account.

OK, that about does it. I’m pretty empty. Thank you to those of you who endured this post and listened to my ramblings. Like I said, your thoughts and wisdom would be appreciated.

See ya!


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  1. * Teena says:

    Feel better? That’s what we’re here for!

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  2. * Karen says:

    I could use one of those money trees! I’m glad, I must admit, that my son is still not eager to drive on his own. The traffic is so freaky in this city. Congrats on the closing, hope all goes well.

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  3. * Carrie says:

    Girlfriend, unpack those boxes – you can’t be walking around with nappy toes. 🙂

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  4. * Southern Fried Girl says:

    That cracks me up about the goat. Oh and do the feet. I can’t imagine no pedis. Screw the unpacking.

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  5. * Kami says:

    I don’t have any wisdom. SORRY!

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  6. * Sheri & SuZan says:

    OMG! Your going to let her do that? We have to talk!

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  7. * aka_Meritt - www.coffeetalking.blogspot.com says:

    1. When I hear a siren I immediately stop and do a head count, picturing where each child and my husband is and whether or not the sirens are going towards them. I typically breathe a sigh of relief… but that’s only because BabyGirl is only 15 and can only drive 1 route to and from school at this point. December is the big 16.

    2. A Goat?

    We had a baby goat briefly when I was in elementary school. We lived in town and it lived in the garage. WHY we had a goat I have no idea. It lasted about 2-3 weeks and my dad brought it to a farmer we knew.

    Good Luck.

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  8. * Mama C says:

    I always make the sign of the cross when I hear sirens. I always have and now my kids ask why. Why? Just in case it’s someone I know.

    Hope that money gets to you quick…you have a pedicure to get and a goat to feed.

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago
  9. * The Kept Woman says:

    You’re getting a goat.

    I must have pictures.

    We had goats in Austin (by “we” I mean the rancher behind me…rent-a-goats if you will). One was super-ubber dumb and used to get its head stuck in the fence. The rest of them could figure out how to turn their heads to get their horns back through but this was one a slow leaner…

    | Reply Posted 11 years, 7 months ago

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