No More Drama, No More No More Drama Drama

I was drifting off to sleep this afternoon when a poem started writing itself in my head. In typical drifting-off-to-sleep-brilliance, I knew for a fact that this poem was ABSOLUTELY FREAKING BRILLIANT. So brilliant that surely it would be etched in my mind when I woke up, so I succumbed to sleep without any worry for its safety.

Of course it wasn’t there when I woke up.

Truthfully, it probably wasn’t very good. I know it had the word “run” in it interspersed at periodic intervals. It was all very black turtleneck and beret, sipping espresso by candlelight. There may even have been an allegory in there somewhere. I know for a fact that it had nothing to do with pillows, which is odd because that’s what I was surrounded by at the time.

In other news, I’m supremely grateful that Easter is behind us. For some reason, this year’s Easter was the cherry on top of an exceedingly stressful sundae and I’ve been anxiously looking forward to it as the culmination of the last crop of nerve-wracking crap I’ll have to deal with for awhile. Not that Easter was nerve-wracking crap. Well, parts of it were, but that’s not Jesus’s fault.

It’s not even worth going into all the things that are making my blood pressure rise, because they probably wouldn’t vex you like they do me. Suffice it to say, I’m hoping (pleading for, really) smooth sailing until July, when Baby Girl will join our family and then everything will go kablooey again.


This is as far as I was able to write before Aidan woke up and needed something from me. Then, the next day was Tuesday and I took my car in for repairs only to find out the repairs would cost more than the car was worth. SO we hightailed it to a Honda dealership and ended up driving a brand new Odyssey home.

How’s THAT for no more stressful crap?

My life’s like an extremely mundane thriller show. “Will the housewife end up with a new minivan? Stay tuned for next week’s thrilling episode, The Odyssey Osyssey.”

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