What if everyone stopped pussyfooting around and just said it like it is- and then took action? Can you imagine the things that would get accomplished suddenly? We wouldn't sit around anymore, wringing our hands, saying "what to do, what to do!" We would DO SOMETHING.
Right. Now I have to pick which thing I'm going to do first. I think it's falling into place.
Finish the book.
Buy the RV. Rent an RV SOON is the least I'll tolerate.
Study my realty stuff so I can do that and not do daycare at some point.
There. That wasn't so hard. Your turn. What's got your undies in a proverbial bunch? Why aren't you doing something about it? Mine aren't in a bunch in any way, shape, or form, for that matter. But the itch has me goin, and if could all just stop assuming that the things that go on are all about us, and instead call a spade a spade and then take care of business, it'd probably be best for even the stinkin spade, wouldn't it???
ITCHY ITCHY ITCHY. Maybe a good run tonight will help.
*falls over laughing*
*wipes tear*
That was almost funnier than damnyouautocorrect.
What if it was a tattoo on the back of my neck, just a small one that you could see when my hairs in a pony, which isn't that often? I could get the chinese symbol for HOPE. MFN- are you almost ready to get your tattoo? I might not be able to wait too long though....and I still should let Cullen go first if he wants to.
UGH.
I'll keep trying to "music" it out.
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