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Ok, I’m just gonna say it – I’m tired of this. It’s gotten old real quick and I can’t wait for this week and school to be over. Two days left and I’ll be happy to be moving on. In fact, I need it more than anything right now. I’m sick, I’m exhausted and I’m still at school. We have our last report card conferences this week, so I’m at school until 8 o’clock tonight. Becca and I are considering making a move this summer to a new place, but aren’t willing to trade-down just for price. It has been harder than expected. My usual cragistlist charm isn’t working. Anyway, Becca and I went to see a house tonight, but as we were driving (30 minutes in traffic) to the walk-through, the realtor called and cancelled. The house had just been rented. I was pissed and just wanted to go home and fall asleep. But no – I had to turn the car around and drive 45 minutes back to school. I’m trying to capture this moment so I can look back on my miserable day and smile. “Poor Jeff,” I’ll think to myself, “Get over it. Things worked out anyway.” They always do.
- Jeff
they always do, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck at the time. it’s okay to pout!
Poor Baby – I can relate – I hate traffic. But, what will be, will be.