I have had three days of freedom. The literal do-what-I-want/constantly reminding myself I don't have homework I 'should' be doing kind of freedom. It has been surreal and amazing. I mean I have been working, but that doesn't count. Plus, my job isn't too hard, we eat amazing food and the gals are neat....maybe I shouldn't admit all those thangs, cause if ever I want to bawl about my big-girl miseries you kids will call me out for the fraud that I am. Disclaimer: I will always have a hard time working as a result of the at least 6 ideas constantly running through my head that would be insanely fun for peeps. Seriously, always. Does everyone have that syndrome?
1 year ago