Here it is, almost time to go back to work again after several days off. I hate tomorrow. I know I need to go back, I'm tired of being at home, yet I still don't want to do it. Am I the only one that suffers from this? Does it have a name? Seems that Everything has a name these days.
So I started doing this Blog thing because of a friend... two really. One is in Almaty, Kazakhstan at the moment trying to adopt a baby. She started a blog to let all of us at home know what was going on with her while she was gone. What can I say? I got addicted to reading it. I tell everyone her story, and was telling it for the 274th time (more or less) at a crop this past weekend. One of the women pipes up that I ought to start one (has she been reading my mind? I wonder). So I kept seeing that danged little box begging me to start my very own blog, and one day I simply had to give in. Yep... Just call me one of Pavlov's dogs. I see that button, and Ding! there goes the bell... the brain starts salivating and the fingers want to type. Anyway, here is sit typing away while I should be sleeping. We'll see how long it lasts.
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