Hitting the Fan

After all this time trying to find a place to post my thoughts in infinite space, Maryjean finally pointed out the obvious to me on her facebook page by posting a link to her blog. Thanks, Maryjean! Even though it's Friday, I am having a hard time getting it together today. The dog is driving me insane...she just shredded about three magazines into confetti. The dishes in the sink have been piled up there for two days and Michael just gave me the "why do the kids get allowance" speech. The shower leaked in the upstairs bathroom this morning and there's water everywhere. The laundry is spilling out of the laundry chute and onto the floor of the laundry room. Pam called and asked me to cover four (four!) preschool dance classes at the YMCA on Saturday from 10:00 to 2:00, and then I'm helping Miss Debbie at the studio with daddy/daughter rehearsal from 3:00 to 5:00; on Sunday I'm going to be in a Safe Serve class at the bartending school from 10:00 until 4:00. Some weekend, huh? I wonder if this is the reason I feel another migraine coming on? I don't have time for it right now...I need to prepare for my 1:00 dance class at Old Union. It just keeps coming. Oh yeah. And I found out last night that some of my not-so-admirable behavior was reported to someone who should not be told. Worried? You bet your ass I am.

later that same day...

Soooo...my dance class at Old Union is over, and went remarkably well, considering how young the students are and how short of an attention span they possess...dishes are loaded in the dishwasher, laundry is sorted and ready to roll, St. Patrick's Day decorations are up, and I just got a call that I don't have to teach at the Y tomorrow, so maybe I can relax a lttle bit this evening....haha! Still haven't been able to clear up the indiscretionary comment problem, but hopefully it will evaporate. Grrrrrr.