Random thoughts

I have a resignation letter on my computer at work. Every day, I change the date and hope it will be the day I can finally hit "Print".

I work in customer service. The other day, a customer asked me my name, and I nearly said, "Ja, dis is Peggy."

If my career path could be diagrammed on a curve, it would make Steohen Hawking's head explode.

My kids tell me every day how much they love me. Then they disobey every single thing I tell them to do.

I am writing a blog. I should be hitting the job search pages. Actually, I should be making dinner. Neither is too appetizing at this point.

Why couldn't reality TV have existed when I was 20-25? I was as obnoxious as the Jersey Shore knuckle-draggers.

My upstairs neighbors must die. I hate them.

A friend of mine posts these optimistic FB statuses all the time. I can't even fake it anymore. \\

I need a break before I am broken.

Depressed yet? Then my work here is done...

No it's not. Not even close.

Time to make the salmon and glazed carrots.  Yum.