The. Bitch. Is. Back.

December 10, 2012



Commence ass-blasting, party dancing, gin festival, cheering and clapping, headbanging, explanation for all recent tongue-tied absence, et al, and if you have no idea why a picture of high heels just saved my sanity, see here.

Today was the first day of my new job. I'm on pins and needles eagerly awaiting the return of our life to some kind of (in comparison) stress-free normality. I'm used to things like paying my bills and buying food, Jude is used to learning with his friends all day, and Jon is used to being married to someone who isn't lost in the woods all the time pulling out her own hair.

I can see relief waiting for me at the end of this dark tunnel called conference room orientation meetings. –And that's all I'll probably ever say about it before I return to my code of never-talk-about-work privacy silence, except PARTY AT MY PLACE, POPULATION ME.

Begin homeostasis glorious return to normality countdown in 5-4-3-2-1...
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