I had to step away from the blog this weekend because I didn’t have anything nice to say.
And by nothing nice to say, I mean, I wrote seven different posts, each of the scathing, and it took a lot of self restraint to not publish them….
But I’m still considering it.
And it’s not about the pregnancy thing,
WHICH, by the way, somehow made a few companies decide to pitch me their products. OBVIOUSLY, they didn’t read anything that I wrote my blog, because HELLO. WON’T EVER BE PREGNANT.
In the meantime, I’ve decided that even though I hate this house, I am going to start to make it work for me. Because I’m going to be stuck here for awhile. Because we are doing a short-sale on our Arizona house. Which means I better get comfy.
Because if I’m going to be stuck here, I might as well make the best of it, you know?
Painted staircase, here I come.