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*I am so, so tired of summer. I hate being hot. I hate going to get in the car when it’s been sitting outside and burning my hand on the five-thousand-degree door handle. I hate not wanting to be outside for any more time than is strictly necessary to get from Point A to Point B. I hate having to show my fat legs because it’s too hot to wear long pants all the time. And I really, really hate sweating. Fall cannot get here fast enough, in my opinion. I know lots of people love summer but I think it’s for the birds. Give me a nice, cool, breezy day where I can spend a few hours outside without breaking a sweat and I’m a happy camper. Bonus if it’s cool enough that I can be wearing long sleeves the entire time and still not get overheated.


*Parents will be here two weeks from today. Yay. I am actually getting things done around the house in advance of the date.
*Still no car. Current forecast: grim outlook with 30% possibility of improvement. Status of situation: it still sucks.
*Random observation #1: The Home Depot has been open here for, I don’t know, a couple of months now? And I still haven’t set a toenail even in the parking lot. It’s a sad, sad state of affairs when a super-cool new store opens up and I haven’t bothered going, two months hence. I’ve been waiting until I had a little spending money, which has obviously not worked out real well. At this rate, I may never get there.
*I’m bored. No, I’m really bored. Honestly I don’t know if I should even bother trying to start my diet back up until I have a car, because eating is about the only thing I’ve got going on right now. I can’t go anywhere and I can’t buy anything but at least I can eat a Snickers when I damned well please.
*I just realized this entry is turning into a bitchfest, which was totally not my intention. Moving on now.
*Have I mentioned I’m hot? Also bored, and broke. And fat, but that one is my own fault.
*Random Observation #2: The amount of clean, organized square footage in my house is inversely equal to the amount of square footage that is cluttered and/or destroyed. This means that, for every area I clean up and organize, another area equal in size is simultaneously being torn apart by cats, husbands, or rampaging children. It’s to the point where I have given up the notion of ever having the entire house clean and clutter-free at one time. I just pick and choose which areas I need to be presentable. If we are having company then I know I must clean the living room, kitchen and front bathroom. This leaves the out-of-sight rooms to bear the burden of the mess. Once the visitors leave I am allowed to clean up the bedrooms, which transfers the disarray back into the front part of the house. It sounds complicated, but once one learns the equation it’s not too hard to plan around it.

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About msmaryb

I'm a native Californian who lives in Oklahoma. I'm a full-time student, pursuing a Bachelors in Anthropology, following which I hope to attain a Masters in Archaeology. I have three kids, one husband, no pets, and a lot of friends - most of whom live inside my computer. I love to read, write, watch tv (shut up, we can't all be brain surgeons), shop, and travel. I'm trying to set foot in all 50 states before I die. I have 38, so far. I love the Beatles and Maroon 5, and if you think those two things are incongruous, well, they are. But that's me. When I love something, I love it 100%. I don't do anything halfway. I want to know everything there is to know, so I'm trying to cram as much into my brain as I can in the short amount of time I'm allotted in this dimension.

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