So, I really wanted to be devoted and do the dang thing of writing daily in 2022. I’m 3 days in. I’m not good at commitment. I can’t keep a house plant alive. It’s a wonder 2 of my kids have made it to adulthood. I have 2 more to go, but so far they are surviving and thriving. I’m a nurse so of course I can keep people alive…except for when I worked hospice, but that’s another story for another day.

Today I was given a training matrix that should have been given to us on the 1st day. 2 months in and it was given to us with pressure to get it done asap. That was fun.

The large horse dog is muddy again and has been evicted from our room for the night. He gets shaved tomorrow. That’ll be a good 15 mins of him smelling and looking good.

I’ve been craving stuffed shells so my husband picked some up tonight. It was his 1st time out of the house since covid. Made me happy and I could taste them a little. He’s such a good man. I don’t know what I did to deserve someone so kind and loving.

Covid is still kicking my butt. I mean. I look rough. Walked up the steps and my heart rate was 109. I have no energy and my bones hurt so deep inside.

We have started watching Cruel Summer on HULU. It’s actually pretty good with many plot twists.

We got a little snow and it was beautiful. Now we just need someone to come and take down our Christmas decorations and help us get some much needed rest. Please Lord, PLEASE let someone ask these kids to spend the night out this weekend.

Anyway, y’all are sweet if you’ve read to the end of my A.D.D. ramblings.

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