Goodness and gravy.
Jeez, Louise.
What in the fresh uh, oh!
These, and many more random thoughts, appeared, disappeared, reappeared after receiving yet another phone call with yet more troubling/upsetting/heart-crushing news.
I mean, Father, a gal can only eat so much grilled cheese, dontchaknowthis?!
Whew!
This steady march of awful/horrid/whattheworldhashappened now March news has got me ready to run away from home. Which is NOT an option. Gas just too high! Also, no idea where I would go. Also, just too exhausted to leave the house let alone get in a car and point it in some direction.
I promised myself I would keep on doing the day no matter what the day would bring but….sheeeesh, okay!?
I made a lovely lunch I did not eat.
Forgot to make jello so had to settle for orange slices instead.
My last break is almost over and I am in need of the next break which won’t come til tomorrow.
If this sounds a bit woe is me….*shrug*. I got nuttin for you.
I reached for my coffee cup but remembered I forgot to make my coffee.
Between the burnt peanut butter cookies, midnight chores, my dreams refusing to show up, age and longing hollering all up in a girl face, I am ready to tell the whole blankety blank world to kick some rocks!!!!!!!!
Am over making lemonade, Father. Can a girl get some chocolate cream pie instead?
Asking for a friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
When life hands you lemons, don’t ask me what to do with them. I have a fresh pile, of my own, on the kitchen counter. Keep going…

