- Jul. 8th, 2007 at 11:44 PM
Today was my scrapbooking day.
I do not remember the last time I actually got an appreciable amount of scrapbooking done on my scrapbooking day.
Today, Max was having a hard time with Jack. Then, I spent most of the day working on this montage page. Sadly, what I wanted to do wouldn’t work, so all my searching, printing, cutting, and placing was in vain.
Last week, I went to my friend’s housewarming.
Three weeks ago was Father’s Day.
The week before Father’s Day, my friend Kellie was visiting from NYC.
On Mother’s Day, I got a cold.
The week before that, we were in New England.
The week before that, I was in a funk over my aunt’s death.
I’m generally not getting a lot done because Jack wants me all the time. We’re in the process of moving our office stuff to the spare bedroom. (Which I’ve wanted to do for about a year now, but I’m not the one who does the lifting.)
In the past 2 months, I’ve gotten 2 months of pages done. As a marker, I would usually finish a month of pages in one or two DAYS.
There’s far more to write and worry about, but this is what I feel like doing now: Bitching. Isn’t that what Live Journals are for?
- Current Mood: angry
- Current Music:”Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me”