With bad grammar, sentence structure and possibly mispelled words. I’m OK with that today. I’m headed out in an hour for a massage, facial and pedicure. It will take up a good three hours, and it couldn’t come at a more perfect time. My thoughts are disjointed and hopping to and fro.

I do believe it is due to the million and one interuptions today. Ever have one of those days, where you don’t complete one task or one thought before it is interrupted by another demand or favor or what-have-you? That’s today. The X showed up mumbling about his broken AC system. And of course wanted the name of the company I used last year.

Anyone who knows me, knows I save every freaking receipt and business card and phone number. The problem is I am so scatter-brained and unorganized that actually accessing this information can take hours. An hour later, still no reciept in hand, but I did find a business card magnet with an AC repair number on it. I think I actually used them for cleaning the ducts. This is the number he received. Fingers crossed that they aren’t crooks. But I was done hunting!

In the meantime the phone has rang on average of every half hour since I got up. With my imaginary ADD this does not bode well with accomplishing much, or completing a thought. The X showed up with the kids, to pick up Riley’s skateboard, and descended on the house creating chaos as they went. Just in time for the hubby to show up for lunch. Calgon take me away! or someone give me a valuim. This has to be PMS.

Now that I’m done bitching, I would like everyone who has stopped by here and actually made it this far into this post, to stop by Chatty’s place and wish her a Happy 40th Birthday! This is a special one, and I hope she has nothing but a wonderful time during her Birthday week!

Happy Happy Birthday Chatty! May it be your best celebration to date!

Love,

3T