Time for a Freak Out?

Nah.  Not really.  I'm having my moments, but I'm getting by just fine.  I did decide that next Friday is my last day at work, pre-op. I am taking the Monday and Tuesday before surgery to take care of some things, and make sure that I avoid the she-has-surgery-tomorrow-pity-face.

It's one foot in front of the other for a week and a half.  I wish I could fast forward.  No...I wish I could rewind.  No...I wish I could pause.  No...I wish I could....never mind.

A bestie sent this to me today, and it made me smile, because it's true.  Part of the time.

Sorry for the F Bomb, Mom.  Maybe you shouldn't link to this one.  I am supposed to read an 8 page document about possible side-effects/difficulties.  I couldn't make it through.  I made Kevin finish my homework.  He has to do what I say.  I have cancer.

Closet

OK, 30 Day Photo Challenge, you've thrown down the gauntlet.  (is that a real phrase?)  First, you ask to see my clothes, which was bad enough.  Now?  Now you want to see my closet?  OK, fine.  Ready?

Ain't Happenin'.

It's a mess, even worse than my room, and I am just refusing.  I'm a rebel like that.

Thanks to the 30 Day Photo Challenge, I must air some dirty laundry, as it were.  "Where You Sleep."  Seriously?  I thought about making my bed, picking up in there, dusting a bit, and taking a photo that I wouldn't be ashamed of.  And then I saw Monica's new Facebook profile picture today.  She took it in the mirror in my room.  *sigh*  Now everyone knows.

Unmade bed, makeup all over the dresser, stuff piled on the furniture.  Yeah.  Don't stop by my house unannounced unless you're comfortable with clutter.
::hanging head in shame::

Technology

When I started the 30 day photo challenge, I had no idea that "technology" would fall on Super Bowl Sunday!  Can you imagine the technology that goes into this one football game?  Broadcast in over 100 countries, it boggles the mind to think about what goes into it.  What technology is involved in the game at my house?

An audio receiver, a DirecTV receiver, several speakers, and a spaghetti-like mass of cords that most civilized people would organize.  All of this makes my TV entertain me.  I don't know how it works, but it makes me happy.