My seventy-two-year-old grandmother stays up later than I do

People this post is from thursday i've bearly had time to post it now

How incredibly sad is that?

So I am exhausted.

This whole salary thing sucks. I feel compelled to work because there is more work to be done but I’m not getting paid anymore for it.

All week long I have been thinking of witty or amusing things to put on my blog and I have been sitting right in front of my computer but I haven’t yet because I have no time. And when I do I’m shooting the shit. Hmmmm

I need to find balance

I need to find the safe warm fuzzy spot somewhere between my unbelievable sluggish work done by my predecessor and the grueling pace I have set for myself now. That’s ok KNO will be over and I can coast from next week to November first.

Haha that’s the thing about this job it comes in ridiculously stressful spurts. And the rest of the time my type A self that I have started to develop into is searching for things to do. Hmmm. I don’t want to be a type A person. I’m not that anal. I like fun. I just don’t remember how to have it that’s all. this song always makes me want to cry. I should take it off my play list, but I wont cause its beautiful.

Oh yeah Reba McEntire (this isn’t the song) I wont share the song because it’s a secret and its something I want to keep that way but these two songs have been stuck in my head for the past few days so I figured I’d put them down

Does He Love Me

I’ve known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As he’s away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be

But you’re the one he rushes home to
You’re the one he gave his name to
I never see his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes,
And sometimes, I have his night

(both)
But does he love you like he loves me?
Does he think of you when he’s holding me?
And does he whisper all his fantasies?
Does he love you like he’s been loving me?

But when he’s with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me

And when I’m in his arms
He swears there’s no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself

Shouldn’t I lose my temper

Shouldn’t I feel sad

Cause I have everything to lose

And I, I have nothing to gain


The greatest man

The greatest man I never knew
Lived just down the hall
And everyday we’d say hello
We never touched at all

He was in his paper
I was in my room
How was I to know
He thought I hung the moon?

The greatest man I never knew
Came home late every night
He never had too much to say
Too much was on his mind

I never really knew him
And now it seems so sad
Every day he gave to us
All he thought he had

Then the days turned into years
And the memories to black and white
He grew cold like an old winter wind
Blowing across my life

The greatest words I never heard
I guess I’ll never hear
The man I thought could never die
Has been dead almost a year

And he was good in business
But there was business left to do
He never said he loved me
Guess he thought I knew.

Hmmm come to think of it those songs are both sad, they don’t make me want to cry but that last song makes me real sad too. It reminds me of my dad only my dad is not dead… you get the drift.

So I need to take better care of my self. I had toast and dots for dinner. Toast and dots don’t qualify as food really, let alone dinner. Oh well.