A bad day

Today was the longest, most miserable day of my life. Don’t ask me why – it just went on and on and on and on. Plus, work just sucked.

I forgot to mention… Last Thursday, El and I drove down to San Antonio to hear Dave Ramsey speak. I’ve already read two of his books, so I didn’t get much from his 5 hour lecture, but I think El did, which is good. I’m not much into motivational/self help stuff, but my mom turned me on to this dude and I’m kind of addicted to his prophecies.

I made some really good spaghetti and meatballs last night. The secret to good meatballs: fennel seeds. I caught the stove on fire too. Some chef I’ll make, huh? I was boiling the pasta in plenty of water and it foamed up, rolled down to the burner and started a fire. Oh well – it’s not my kitchen unless there’s been a fire!

El just called. She’s on her Jeep trip again. She’s wanted a Jeep since she was 12. Every once in a while she brings it up. Guess we’ll have to figure that one out later. I really don’t have a leg to stand on considering I want a ZX7R. We’re not very practical, I know.

Tomorrow is El’s last day at Circle C. She says she’s looking forward to moving on. I can’t blame her. She’s been doing the same thing for four years.

Well, it’s off to read my book. I’m going to finish it tonight. Then I’ll be able to do something productive in the evenings. I’m not sure what that is just yet, so I’m open to suggestions.

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