I am completely exhausted. Going back to work has been great so far. Only one student meltdown this week, and to think it’s only Wednesday! I forgot how I loved the chaos.

 I have become completely addicted to Facebook. It’s so much fun. That and Twitter. The thing with twitter though, I just don’t seem to have the “oh hell I have to stop what i’m doing and tweet RIGHT NOW!” gene. I like to go back and read what I’ve written and thing, “Gosh i’m stupid!” and just roll with laughter. It’s good to laugh at yourself.

 Ebay has been a nightmare lately. I sold the boys phones on ebay and the guy who paid $34 for Wesley’s said “can you ship it to me fast?” so I did. Then he said “it doesn’t work right”, and it was fine. He filed a claim with paypal, got his whopping $34 back and then I resold it on Ebay to someone who loved it and said a big THANK YOU. Oh, did I mention I resold it for $50? Ha Ha to the asshole who  bought it the first time! this time I sold my LG vx 9800. The guy used it a week, probably broke it and now says it doesn’t work right and it’s my fault. Oh well. I love people who don’t play by the rules. I also love what happends to them…Karma, she is a big fat hairy bitch. Did I mention this guy lives about 45 minutes away? Might have to pay him a little visit.

  I sold a cute outfit to a lady in Georgia who read the add wrong and left me negative feedback. She said “items were not as described and were covered with animal hair.” I had to laugh, because one, if you don’t read the whole entire ad and the shirt doesn’t fit, bitch, it is NOT my fault. If one or two strands of animal hair gets on the item from point “A” to point “B”, it’s not considered COVERED. The evil person in me wanted to brush Amos (big husky dog who is currently sporadically shedding) and send her an entire envelope full of it. I think that would have shut her Georgia peachy ass up.

  Our eleven year anniversary is Tuesday. Man, the older we get the faster they seem to come around. We had been shopping for rings and decided to get a set that matched. How unique can a ring be if there are only so many stores in town that sell the same stuff to almost a hundred thousand people? Well let me tell you, we have spent more time looking for a unique set of rings than we did shopping for our last two cars. I didn’t find anything that was unique and had the price I wanted to pay. Well today I hit the jackpot.

  At work we all took a field trip to Old Mesilla and there in one of the shops I asked the lady, Do you have any mens bands that look like this and that and that? She said ‘well lets see”. I found two that I liked, bought both and then went on my merry way. Two stores down, I had a brain fart and thought “why not look for a smaller one and there is our set?” So I went back and found one, traded it for the big one and took it to have it sized. Now we have a matching set. If I wasn’t so exhausted I would put a picture up. I’ll do that Tuesday. Right now, i’m going to watch another episode of Weeds on netflix and fall into a coma.