What a Crack Up

Or, it's not all it's cracked up to be.

OK, this work thing has got to go. I work so I can play, but I need more playtime. I just don't know how to make my 'PLAY' work for me. So in the mean time, as long as I don't CRACK UP...I will work for pay so I can play.

Tomorrow night is our big meeting, I will go in at 7am and get home around 9pm. But this will be our last one, they are going to teleconference during the day. We will see how that works. So tomorrow I get fed a nice dinner and listen to a bunch of jargon I don't understand, then will get to hear it again, in slow motion when I do the minutes. See what I mean....I don't wanna work...I want to bang on de drum all day!!! Or at least play!

Focusing on grateful....I do have a job with nice peeps and I get paid and have medical insurance.

Shut up and get crackin..............gotta get to church....see ya!

Thanks again for your continued support on my 200th Memorial Day blip! I appreciate your support!!! :)