Friday, June 22, 2001

I am torry. (crack head bob reference) I always think of writing in this thing just before I go to sleep and I’ll be damned if I’m going to drag my fat ass back downstairs just to empty my head. If I had any time during the day it would be a lot easier but nothing is set at work and I’m constantly switching gears. I’d love nothing more than to have a compartmentalized day. Even a general knowledge of what a certain workday will entail, but, this is not my role at my current company. I am working on some type of schedule at home. My current size dictates that I find time to exercise. This means that I have to get the house cleaned up, kids all asleep home business finished with some time left over. This isn’t easy but it’s starting to come together. A big part of the family organization theme is getting our finances in order. An end is finally in sight to the massive amount of debt that we incurred during Katie’s entrance into this world. NO crybaby woe is my family BS, this particular kick in the groin resulted in one of my favorite people in the world. I’d do it again, with some minor changes due to hindsight. I think the best things we do as people come from desperate situations. 12:00:00 AM    says you