Woo hoo!

I'm a giddy, giggly girl today. Tomorrow-- that's right, I said tomorrow!-- the kids go back to school. Today was spent labeling the hell out of everything. Also had to make a Home Depot run to get some tiles for the bathroom floor. That's going to be a pleasure I can tell already. It took three days for part of the shower to get retiled, can you imagine how long the floor will take? I can't hold it in that long, man.

Anyway, I digress.. School's tomorrow and everything's beautiful. I will shove them merrily off and shimmy-shake back home. I might even go take a nap!! Can you imagine? Tomorrow's my very special day. I will cherish it always. Then the job hunt begins.

I'm excited to get back to work. Who knew a summer was so damn long? It never seemed that long before. It felt like several lifetimes went by while I was home with the kids. I'm sure I see a few more grays and fine lines. Ok, no fine lines, but probably grays. And if, after the summer I've had, I haven't started smoking again, I won't be smoking any time too soon. This was the summer of drah-ma! Everything that could go wrong did, in fact, go wrong. Up yours, Murphy!

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I've been having some disturbing dreams lately. Mostly about nasty ex-boss and psycho-I-no-longer-speak-to. They're even more vile in my dreams. Nasty turned out to be one of those reptilian V-like creatures. God, I so dated myself there. I'm old, people! OLD! Anyway, Nasty ripped off her face at the end showing her true cold-blooded nature, not that anyone was very shocked or anything, as I recall. There seemed to be a collective "Hmm" with the considering cocked head nodding. Like this explained everything. Which it probably would. Did I just inherit more bad karma for that comment? Don't tell Kosmic Kev, J! Oh, and psycho-I-no-longer-speak-to was her hunched evil little minion. I think he was an imp or something like that. Some kind of mini-demon-like thing. He mostly hopped around, catering to Nasty, and was all sniveling. Each time he appears in my dreams, it's less flattering for him. He needs to learn to stay out.

That's it for this installment of The Days of the Not-So-Young and Restless. See you tomorrow some Bat-time, some Bat-channel.