Tammy

OK…I am maxed already and it’s 6:15 am.  I got up to pee and broke my toe on the suitcase I have out to pack for a combined business/pleasure trip to Disney World on the 21st.  I know better than to leave that kind of thing on the floor.  And now I have a broken toe to remind me of my stupidity.  Crap!

My kids go to 4-H camp today and will be gone until Thursday evening.  Hubby and I will then be on a laundry tear to get them ready for the WDW trip on Saturday.  Add to that a few financial concerns (figures these would rear their ugly head after the plane tickets have been purchased and the conference and first night’s lodging have been paid for) and job demands and I am wired.  Now I cannot even exercise the way I like because of this dang toe.

Guess I will lift weights and quit my whining, but it sure makes my heart feel lighter to get all of this off my chest in writing to people I know care so much.  If you think about it, the broken toe thing is kind of funny.  Imagine a sleepy, tempermental (Irish and Native American heritage) chick at 5:11 am whacking her toe on her carryon and you fill in the blanks.  Amazingly, the remainder of the family slept through it…

Thanks for listening to my rant this morning.  God bless you all!  Tammy