Friday's Letters

Dear Friday.  Thank goodness you're here.  This has been the busiest week I've had in a long time, I and could really use a break.  A couple more days of obligations, then I can actually stay home and accomplish things that need to be done.  Dear photo above.  You're currently my favorite picture I've ever taken.  Damn...you look good.  Dear substitute teaching.  I'm heading your way soon!  Best news ever was waiting in my inbox yesterday morning.  I've been approved for the job, and just have to complete a few interviews before I start working!  I'm excited to have a purpose outside of the house.  Dear WSU-Online.  Ugh, is it really that time already?  I feel like the spring semester just ended and I was looking forward to six months off.  Time to sign up for those classes again.  *Groan.*  Dear lack of time management.  You make things difficult for me.  I've been putting off taking placement exams, filling out college paperwork, ordering text books, and much much more for months now.  Kinda screwed myself over on that one.  Dear next few weeks.  Despite what I said before, you're actually going to be a monster.  I like to think that I'll be able to relax and hang out often, but that's not really true.  Oh well.  Dear husband.  I think I kind of freaked you out when I had my breakdown in the car on Wednesday, but you handled it very well.  I'm proud of you for not running off and leaving me to sob on my own.  But, you were kind of stuck driving.  Lucky me; no where to hide while I vent.  Dear readers.  Am I allowed a pity day?  I could tell you all about said breakdown, but it's definitely a downer.  Maybe not that interesting?  Dear Germany.  Le sigh.  So much rain, not enough sunshine.  Dear husband.  Seriously, I love you.  Dear everyone.  I think I sound like I've had the worst few days ever, but I promise that's not true.  I'm just too exhausted to think of happy things.  Oh, never mind; here's one.  Ninja [the boxer] has a crooked nose and jaw.  He can only lick out of one side of his mouth, the right side.  If you put a dab of peanut butter on the left, he just licks away at the right side, trying to reach his tongue over his snout to get at it.  Oh, so funny.  Mean, but funny.