juggling
I’m trying to juggle way more things than a person can reasonably be expected to juggle, and I’m not a good juggler. Really. I have serious coordination issues. Meanwhile I have this little boy here with me whose idea of hilarity is to sing, over and over "How much is that doggie in the window, arf arf!". Actually it's pretty cute.
I'll spare you the grueling details and just say the move is over, boxes unpacked and photos hung. Yay!
*** This is Adam. I'm interjecting. Yes, it's true... Mel does too much. If she were a desperate housewife, she'd be that red-headed one. I try and I try to inject my laziness into her, but instead, I just feel bad for not rising up to the standard of excellence that she has set. But I digress. If you are Melissa's friend, it is your duty to force her out of her organization mode and back into laid-backedness. Please begin that effort immediately upon our return from Las Vegas (this weekend). That is all. Now back to Mel. ***
Ok Ok, I'm getting the hint and signing off to spend some quality time with my awesome BOYFRIEND.
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