... and frankly I still am. Some days I am just crazier than others. I have had quite I bit of stuff rolling around in my head. Dad being sick, working making me crazy, and I have a list a mile long. Which I could stay at the office and work on but my boss will just give me work to do if I stay at my desk.
My house is a hot mess, this lends to my insanity. Fact is I have become comfortable in the insanity which makes me even crazier. Have you ever felt that way? Where you come to realize the new "normal" is WHACKED. I wonder if it is good or bad or a little of both and I am trying to figure out which ones I can live with and which ones need to go.
Not that I have ever been any shade of normal. I love to fly my freak flag.