It's Ok to feel like my weeks drag arse and my weekends fly by. It's ok to hate this feeling.
It's Ok that I am pissed that I talked to my friends more when I was in a time zone six hours ahead of them.
It's Ok that I want to start running again, but I have to start slow since I haven't done it in months, and my body is betraying me every which way from Sunday.
It's Ok that I miss my king size bed now that we are in a full. Huge difference!
It's Ok that I am not cut out for this pseudo home schooling life. The daily struggle of teaching my own unmotivated child is wearing me down.
It's Ok that I wish I had some of the snow they have up the eastern seaboard.
It's Ok that I wish someone would slap the shit outta the Biebs and give him a good head-ass alignment check.
It's Ok that I am watching the hell outta the Olympics, and feel like Team USA is getting screwed on the scoring.
It's Ok that I think Jenna Bush Hager has a great job doing- what again? Oh and she has no rhythm at all.
It's Ok that I feel like I haven't found what I am supposed to do with my life, and I'm hitting 40. That is ok right?
As always- it's Ok that I always tend to submit this on Wednesday and not Tuesday. *wink. smile*