to turn this blog into a griping, negative, down-in-the-dumps therapy. While I really deal with these things every day, I don’t want to be that sort of person. So I’m working past the grouchies I’ve had today. Poor Jamie bore the brunt of them. My digicam was missing and I was beginning to think I wasn’t going to find it. I spent all day thinking about where it might be. I cleaned junk out of my van looking for it. I checked the basket by the answering machine at least 5 times. So at one point this evening, I was panicking and upset that no one else was nearly as upset about my missing camera as I was. Anyway, I won’t get into the nasty, mean things I said to J but I did feel the need to say I’m sorry later. Afterall, HE FOUND MY CAMERA!!!!!! My mood changed immensely after that.
Up next, dealing with preteen girls and their friends…FUN!!!!
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