I've been whining that I needed to make a post and now that I have made the time (found the time) I do not know what to say. Typical. I am not used to short hand and do not enjoy typing. I guess since it's apart of my work day or something......a glorified editor. Well no. Well paid editor.....my phrase for nurses in the clinic setting. Gloried secretary. Ironic how it's Nurse's Week and just texted my cousin to say hey and Happy Week! Maybe one day I will be that person that sends out greetings for National things.....like how last week was National Teacher's Week, don't think I thanked my husband once. I am a brat.
I really wish he would take up a different occupation. But, at least someone gets to be happy and pursue happiness. I'll just remain the highly educated black chick from the other side of the tracks that rose to something in this town called Topeka of the state of Kansas....maybe as I am opening a restaurant I can work on writing a book. Genre....unknown.
I just want to be happy.
I know children are not meant to make you happy. I want to find or have contentment with what life is. I am not. I am always often seeking searching for something. So, I figured with a child....I will have a new focus. Hope, I don't get bored. ***thought
Life is so frigging busy currently......closing on second new home next week tomorrow.....got a PT job and now a slave to labor, lack of sleep, and the man......told Chad last week I didn't want to work for "the man" any longer. No reply. He knows.
Written May 2017
I'm really bad at writing and not posting. Now for a post about my MBA graduation. How long later, you do the math :)
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