Oh my little bloggy blog. I come here, type up a sentence or two, save as a draft and walk away. It’s been.. one of those weeks. Or I guess I should say another of those weeks. You know the ones – where all of your thoughts seem rotten and miserable, everything you touch catches on fire, and you don’t really care. Eh, I’ll deal with the ashes later.
Kerflop wrote a post this week that makes me wonder if a haze is floating over Idaho and Washington this week, because yeah – that’s just about right. I also get to pull the Pregnancy card, but feel like it is a sham – This blahness? Is me. Every so often I get all mumbly and sure that if I try I will just fail, so why try? Thus, I am almost certainly failing one of my (required to graduate in a month) classes. We have a plan to replace the grade later, and just walk at graduation (but not get a diploma until later) but failing for lack of effort is not really who I see myself as, so it’s a blow to the gut.
As soon as Ella is up from her nap I will take her to the park, chase some squirrels and see if some sunshine will help. I feel like a jerk for being so morose in the spring.