Total Random Nonsense

You know what happens when you don't write.

Writing becomes hard.

Trying to put words in the right place and create sentences that make some kind of sense becomes hard.

For almost 3 years I wrote a paper each and every week. Now my brain has turned to mush and writing is hard.

Why does that happen?

I have all kinds of thoughts running through my head and trying to type them out is not working. I don't have writers block I have writers mushy brain.

I'm a little frustrated!

So here is what is going on...

I'm preparing to start work.. I'm way excited... way scared... way nervous... and way happy.

It is going to be strange working full time.

I wonder how it will all work with my family.

I'm a little nervous about H. switching schools and coming with me.

What if I totally bite at being a teacher.

Like seriously what if I suck? (I said "like" valley girl slang awesome!)

My teenagers are getting big.

I'm going to have a kid in high school.

How did I get old enough for that happen?

My husband will be 40 in August.

I'm married to an old man!

Oh wait I'm turning 37.

That has to be wrong someone check the date again.

1975... That was like a whole century ago.. I'm old!!

37 isn't old why am I stressing?

I love working with the Young Women!

I hate being in charge!

Whose brilliant idea was it to put me in charge?

Being in charge makes me feel old?

I'm a big whiner.....

Okay, that is all I have right now. However, I'm hopeful that my ability to write an actual post will return.

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