I don't care! GIVE ME MY INTERNET.

We have our house for sale.
My husband wants to get weird and move into the mountains...or the tundra...or the desert...I think he wants to be anywhere but here.

I am not a tropical person...so...anyplace nice and freakin hot is out for me. I'd prefer to freeze my butt off than have sweat rolling down my butt crack.

I like living where we live, I just don't want the house we live in anymore. Of course I don't like many things upheaved in my life. Change is not usually my friend. I will accept it if I have to...but...I prefer to shun it if I can.

The Best Man from our wedding and his wife recently went to Portugal. My husband informed me after viewing the pictures that we were going to move there. I told him to find us a way out of the mortgage we were married to and we could move there.

Honestly, frozen tundra, mountains, desert, Portugal...wherever, I will be happy if I have my Internet.

Smut

There are times when I think of my husband too much at work and I think. "I could get rich writing romance novels with the stuff I am thinking about right now."

I should try it.

Maybe I will respect myself in the morning.

Sick.

I am sick. No I don't have H1N1 or the Swine Flu, I have a nasty, snotty head cold.

This wonderful cold hit me yesterday, the last day of my 5 day weekend.

It will always amaze me how much snot the human body can produce during a cold. Not to mention the festive colors it turns. (ew) I have been blowing my nose all day and my nose still runs and I have a sore nose and a headache now. My only partial joy to this cold is that I might get someone
at work sick. Then I will have to listen to them blow their nose...

You can't win.

Let go of crap.

Why do people look down on the rats that run from the sinking ship? At least they have the good sense to get the hell out before their fuzzy asses drown.

It's okay to let go and move on. Maybe you will do better, maybe you won't, there are no guarantees for what's ahead of you. At least you know you are leaving the crap behind you.