I’ve been meaning to write. Really, I have. So much has happened between receiving the most amazing packet of information from the Street family and work really, really starting on the house. But, with all of that, there have also been children home from school, children having little social lives, children being ridiculous, me trying not to murder children, you get the idea. Therefore I have been needing a social life in order to survive and by “social life” I mean putting children to bed and watching mindless shows for the rest of the evening. By the time my day ends and I sit down to write something my mind is a blank. I even stared at a rough draft for a new post for days before finally giving up and just leaving the computer alone for a bit.
Plus, some of the things I really want to write about can be a little touchy. Like, the fact Marcus has been the crankiest I have ever known him to be (hi, hun!). This doesn’t work well. For one thing, I am the cranky one in the family, there is no room for two of us. Can you imagine what it’s like to have two cranky people sharing the same space, the same stressors, the same ridiculous children (have I mentioned them)? Marcus left this past week for the Navy Reserves and will be gone for two weeks for…training? School? Brainwashing? I really don’t know. I know there were a lot of uniforms and preparation for this trip. Whatever he’s doing, I am hoping the Navy beats the crankiness out of him (hi, hun!) and he comes back the Marcus we all know and love.
Bringing Back Sligo 