But Today was supposed to be a good day.

Today I was going to get things done. I was gonna kick butt. I was gonna conquer the world (or at least my to do list). Instead....I found out one of our patients is going to go blind in one eye, glasses orders have been lost, and I had to refund a pair of glasses. Ugh. I need a good cry. Screw the old to do list.

No stress, no stress, no stress

Well I haven't posted in a while because life is a whirlwind that I let myself get caught up in way too much. I am finally sitting down and realized I actually have time to post because the house is mostly picked up (thanks to those who cancelled our camping trip). I also thought that I was content with the way the rest of the house looks but then I discovered that I am not ok with it but I am just too damn lazy to do anything about it. Looks like I'll be getting up early to clean up.

I also figured out today as I was walking Shelby that I have GOT TO GET A GRIP. I cannot stress out and freak out so much. I just end up making everyone else crazy. Nor can I just ignore everything. I need to do as much as I can do and learn to be happy with that. Now, how can I fit my diet and exercise into my new stress free exsistance? Hummmm. Shall I ponder that over some chocolate? Crap. Where did that idea sneak up from? Ummmm, no chocolate. Maybe some fruit or something.

I am a M-O-R-O-N!!!

One of the most stupid things I've done occurred today. Most people know that we have been in Orlando on vacation and visiting with Mickey. Tomorrow we leave for a little 3 night cruise and I was paying some bills today before we leave and getting a couple things ready when I realized.....WE DON'T HAVE OUR PASSPORTS! Aaaahhhhhhhh. Crap, Crap, double crap. So after some tears I tried to figure out what to do. Option one-forget the whole thing and hang out with Mickey more and lose the $400 we spent. Option two-drive all night to GA to get the passports and sleep a couple hours and drive back to FL. Option three-have my dear sweet mother find a way to break into my house and then Fed Ex/UPS the darn things to me. I finally decided I had to try option 3 although I really didn't want to make my mom do it. After 3 hours of intense freaking out the passport are safely on their way to me thanks to my Awesome mom. I owe her big time. Unfortunately, this is not something too out of the ordinary for me, so thus, I am a MORON.