
This week starts our annual VBS week.
It is going to be crazy. Eric's a little antsy, I'm a bit pregnant and feeling like I could throw up at any second of the day. Grace, well, she's Grace.
I'm just not into it this year.
I'm picking my sister up from the airport on Wednsday to live here in MI. So I guess that I don't have to do all of VBS.
I think that lately I've been thinking about life in general and feeling a bit worried. I need something, I don't know what. I keep filling my plate, but then just get rid of it as fast as it got filled.
I think summer needs to be over so I can get back into the swing of things. Yeah, that's the answer to all my prayers. End of summer.
Don't bother checking in on me. I can almost assure you I won't feel any different come autumn.
arg.....
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I was forced to dress up as Goliath.
I had to wear a shiny helmet.
I had to carry a spear.
I had to wear a weird loin-cloth type thing.
I couldn't wait to have a rock sling-shotted at my head.