IT'S OVER!

I have these moments- they started when I worked at the inn.. I would be so tired of the drama of some people or on those particular days of stupid filthy guests, I would think (or say); if I was a drinking person, this day would drive me to drink!!

Thankfully, I'm not a drinking person. And I tend to exaggerate on most things. but shoot-dang, the week I've had, i came back to my little catch phrase. I don't feel the need to get into it but I just wanted it over and done with... And there was no way of making it go any faster. There was so much to do and little time. And I didn't want to go. Gosh. This makes no sense.

Readers digest version- there was an annual YSA ball- and I got put on point person to decorate it. I didn't want to. I did it grudgingly. Thankfully I have a clever creative roommate who saved me, but still. She came up with the idea. I helped with the follow through and a lot of set up.

I didn't go to the dance. I went to the roller derby instead. I'm told it went over nicely.

Whateves. I'm out.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!