I tried to post a what I thought was a funny bit about depression the other day, (I know that sounds oxy-moronic) but after 3 tries and a great deal of gobbledy gook I stopped trying.
It seems the universe did not want me to publicize being brought to tears by a "Dancing with the Stars" tribute to Patrick Swazye, and in the interest of what little pride I own, the universe was probably right.
(so apologies to Crazy.. I wasn't trying to trick anyone at all) (:
Today I took my first foray into desert home ownership by looking at properties to buy. I won't belabor the point. It was 102 degrees and the picture (taken at one of the lovely properties) best describes how I feel after the adventure of looking at properties in my price range.
OY!
5 comments:
Funny how those old hormones will make you cry at the stupidest things! Hang in there on the house hunt. Somewhere out there is a nice home with a clean bathroom!! You just have to get through the clunkers to find the gem!
I was a tad concerned when the first part of the post mentioned depression and the picture was of a dirty toliet. I thought" Did she take a picture of my toliet before she left last time?!?"
Actually, I wasn't giving you a bad time about the blank post(- well maybe a little bit :0) I guess without time to actually make phone calls and talk to someone - I partially purge in the few minutes I have to read/blog. and rather than leave two comments on one post I took advantage of the blank one to babble. I suppose I am my father's daughter in that respect.
anywho...isn't it amazing how little things sneak up on us unaware and give us the lump in throat and tears in the eyes? It means your still alive and feeling though!
I love you Sis!
Babycakes, I hate looking for houses! It sucks, in theory it seems like it would be fun, but it is so not. Just don't settle, or you will end up with a melon like ours :)
It makes me sad to hear about anyone who does of Cancer (or anything for that matter) it is way to close to home for us!
When I said melon, I meant lemon. You know me!
I hate house hunting. It's sounds like it should be fun, be really is stressful and depressing. Just hang in there, the right one will come.
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