Tuesday, April 08, 2008

In which reality slaps me in the face

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I'm not a rockstar blogger, I just play one when I get invited to really cool events.

In reality, I wake up each Monday, suck it up and go to work for The Man. That is, after I've made breakfast for The Boys.

I don't know where I'm headed with my life or even what I'm serving for dinner tonight. I don't know where the boys are going to school next year, or even what schooling option is in their (as well as DH's and my) best interest.

I don't even know if that last sentence made sense.

I've figured something out, though.

M-o-m-m-y needs c-o-f-f-e-e.*

* best sung Ralph Covert style

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