Ha. You didn’t really think I was going to talk about this, DIDJOO? Nope. I have far too much propriety for that sort of discussion. Oh yes, far more, I assure you.
The truth is, I’m swamped. Up to my ears in work, up to my ears in fussing baby, and up to my ears in just about everything else (dishes, anyone?). It has been quite a week. Why do things always hit at once? Why did I suddenly get so many good jobs (for which I would like to show myself capable) the very same week Seabass decided to become a writhing lump of psychosis? I don’t know, but it stinks like solid-food-poo.
In the meantime, I’ve been so go-go-go that I haven’t taken the time to exercise, which makes me feel human and relevant to society. Plus, I’m quite sure that the generic anti-depressants my doc put me on are not working. At least, not the way the name brand ones did, which I liked. With these, I feel low again, anxious about being alone with Seabass, and to make matters worse, they give me headaches and a bit of insomnia.
All that to say: No Controversy Wednesday today. I’d love some ideas for what to discuss next week, though. Feel free to send them along.
Oh, and I messed up on the deadline for entries to the necklace giveaway. The deadline is TONIGHT at midnight. So if you haven’t made your comment yet, do so here.