I interrupt this regularly scheduled blog post for a little venting. (Which is not directed at anyone in particular... or at least not anyone that reads this... unfortunately):
In general, people assume that if someone doesn't have a full time job outside of the home, that they have nothing going on. Just because I'm not toting kids around and have a job I do at my own pace from the home, doesn't mean I'm not busy. I have plenty of things on my plate. I could go on and branch out into other areas but I won't... for now.
So, back to being waist deep in stuff to do. As this is going on, my
Remember those blueberry muffins I wanted? I never made them. It's okay though. A friend needs a cake for this weekend. I'll get my baking fix tomorrow or Saturday. I still might try to use the blueberries in something though. It's not too late... yet.
Since I started this post around 7:00 this morning and have been preoccupied for the last 6.5 hours, I think I'll just end it now.
By the way, this picture is in no way any reflection on my pace or the things going on. I pulled a few weeds yesterday and he just happen to be there.
