It seems like it's been a million years since I last posted, but I think it's really only been a week or two.

I don't know why I have a blog. I live a life that nobody envies. People I went to school with pity me. I get up, go for a walk, feed kids, drive kids around, pick kids up, feed kids and bathe kids. That's my life. Throw in a little church, a LOT of community service, several days of school each week, and it would leave mose people feeling extremely unfulfilled and bored, and probably quite cranky.

I am quite cranky most of the time, but it isn't because I don't like my life. It is because nobody else seems to think it is worth anything. I don't know if it really is or not. It is to me, but then, what difference could that possibly make?

I'm really bored right now, don't want to write at all. I've got a thousand things still left to do before tomorrow, and I keep worrying that I will forget the graduation tickets for my family can get in the door on Saturday. Yeah, it's two days away and thoughts of forgetting keep me awake at night. And chances are that three of the four people who are coming won't make it back from their father and sons campout on time anyway!

I can't do this right now. I've been sitting in front of this computer for two hours working on various things and I need to get up and do something else. Maybe pop some popcorn and take a break... ha ha ha