So what do I do with it? She didn't say I had to pass it on, and I mean let's get real here, me giving it to one of my readers would be like a billionaire winning $10 on a scratch ticket. They have more awards than they know what to do with. Do I post it? Do I print it and rub it all over my body? Do I just thank the Crib and carry on?
So it's Monday. Fuck. I have a Philosophy final to write at 2:00 this afternoon. I probably should have studied for this one because philosphy...yeah not my favorite subject. I mean philosophers and economists...they don't think like normal people. They take a straight forward, simple topic and twist it sixteen ways from Sunday, adding complex formulas and elements until the idea in question is completely unrecognizable from the straight forward, simple topic it started out as.
Then I have a board meeting at 5:30. I probably shouldn't forget to pick up the kids at some point and they will want to be fed because kids are high maintenance like that. Nora's Christmas concert is tomorrow evening, I still do not have a tree. The tree still needs to go up. The Christmas shopping isn't done. The Christmas decorations are still buried under the lawn furniture in the storage shed. The Christmas baking isn't done. The grocery shopping isn't done. Brother still hasn't decided whether we'll do dinner on Christmas night or brunch on Boxing day. Brother is about to get an ass whooping from big sis.
I have wine. Thank the powers that be for wine.