This is a grump alert. Girlfriend's gotta keep the blog alive but so far all she can do is whine.
Just kidding, I'm not gonna whine at you.
But I am grumpy. Just so we're clear.
The past week and a half, which I'm sure will seem like candy compared to the next week and a half, hammered me with some serious stress. I have meetings, more meetings and then meetings about meetings. Don't get me wrong, I'm all about getting together to go over the deets, but meeting morning noon and night wipes me out.
Although this crazy schedule has given me some pretty amusing dreams:
Like the one about happy little kitties holding hands and playing in the middle of major highways at rush hour. Dis-turbing. You can imagine what happened when the cars broke up their frolicking....
Cotton stuffing flew everywhere. I know. A total mess.
And then was the dream about walking along a glacier and needing to use the bathroom inside the glacier that was full of stuffed animals and a live gorilla.
This is what mental exhaustion does. It takes too much energy to make a logical dream so my brain just puts together random thoughts floating around in the gray matter.
Why I would have gorillas and kitty-cide anywhere in there is beyond me.
And I don't quite have the time to figure it all out...I've got a date with a dunk tank to schedule.