"You are busy but you are happy." The vanilla scented paper read. What kind of fortune is that I wondered. That's not a fortune at all. What happened to, "You will be tremendously successful, wealthy and loved by the entire world." Now that's a fortune.
But even so, the little paper from my "statement" cookie was true. I am very busy but happy. Which is why this has been a scant blogging week. I've been busy, busy with projects, children, this, that, the other, yadda, yadda, yadda.
In fact I now officially have paint on every pair of pj's and workout pants I own. These little black workout numbers are my latest casualty, but I don't mind because they look AWFUL on me and I would NEVER wear them in public anyway.
I've finished one painting project and am in the middle of a bathroom re-do. It's been fun, but I'm feeling bad because I have a lesson to get prepared before Sunday and I forgot to set up visiting teaching appointments AGAIN. My creative mind has come out to play and as usual it's getting me into trouble. Why can't I be a super woman multi-tasker extraordinaire? Why?
Oh well, at least I'm happy.
My paper said so.