Out Here on my Own..

I have this terrible habit of wanting to start any e-mail, fb, or this blog with the word So.  I guess I want everyone to think I'm picking up on a conversation, too make it more personal. So, today was Happy Tuesday, according to my brother Greg's comment. It was a happy Tuesday, starting off with the teachers at Ben's school.I think all my Eason teacher friends deserve more than just being the trunk in my life, they are the blossoms that will sprout. Day in and day out, they are the first people I see, talk with, laugh with. They have seen me at my worst..yet they will still talk to me:) They saw me cleaned up today.

I realized last night,in my whole life I've have kept my feelings in. My mom used to try and draw me out, I held everything in. I could see that happening again, in this current time. This blog won't let me succomb, plus, my job now is to make sure Ben doesn't follow my path.  A couple back scratches and massages at night and he sings like a canary!

I managed to get a few things done outside of the house. First, I got a cut and color,(only to get back to that natural look:)).

Target was my favorite outing, I bought some shelving unit for Ben's back bedroom. It stuck out from the cart. I turned a corner down hair products and completely wiped out a shelf of hair foam. At least 75 cans flew off the shelf. I tried to turn the cart around to start picking up the cans and wiped out some grooming product on the other side. Let's just say, when all was said and done I was in Target for almost two hours. Nobody came to my rescue, including shoppers. Granted they would not have been able to enter my aisle, but where was the effort?

I also went to City Hall today to get the water/gas into my name...and pay the bill. I'm guessing the note on my front door promalgated that trip.

I did more..okay , I'm lying...but tomorrow is another day:)

G'night Jack