Work. Even though I love my job, I hate how much time I lose dealing with work. I want to write. I want to work on my quilts. I want to spend time with my son. I want to work on learning my photography better. I don’t feel like I get enough time to do these things sometimes because I have to work. However, I really don’t want to give up my job either, because I love working with my kids at work, too. If I had my son’s energy, I’d wish for longer days so I could fit it all in. I don’t, though. So I guess I’ll have to wing it and do the best I can with what I have.
Allergies. I know I’ve been ranting about them quite a bit lately. Here I go again. I really hate them. I’m still fighting the crud going on with my son. I am so hoping to figure that out as scratch tests are likely up next on the list of things to do. Maybe it’s just me, but scratch tests with a three-year-old just don’t’ sound like fun to me. And now mine are bugging me again. I know we were outside a good part of the afternoon this afternoon, but come on! Can’t I breathe for a little while without issues?
Riddle me this. I was finishing cooking dinner for me and my son tonight. I opened the dishwasher to put some dirty dishes in and found several ants. Big carpenter variety. You know, the ones that are like a half an inch long each? Disgusting. I know. What I can’t figure out is how the stupid things got into the dishwasher to begin with. It was latched closed. Did they hitch a ride on some dirty dishes without anyone seeing? Did they climb up the drain? How did they get there?