B-O-R-I-N-G!

I bet you didn't think I'd be back today, did you? Well, I debated it, but have to say, this quiet house is already making me nuts. A blog, therefore, seems to be the best release of my multitude of inner thoughts. I add to that statement a slight disclaimer to be able to take that comment back at some point if I feel like it.

My day has ultimately just been a series of events adding to the boredom of my life. Granted, I had somewhat decided to lay low these first three days as the kids were in school. Next week, I tell ya, is a different story! Yah.

Something very sad happened this morning. The kids wanted me to drop them off outside school and let them walk in together....alone. Did you hear that? ALONE! The only thing alone, however, was ME! I got rushed kisses goodbye in the car and they grabbed their backpacks, almost as big as them, and scurried up the steps to their school without even looking back. I stayed a few seconds longer after seeing the door shut, y'know...just in case they wanted to wave again or blow me a kiss. I proceeded on my drive of shame to Scooter's to meet with a friend.

My meeting at Scooter's was actually quite exciting. We talked about some potential income-earning ideas for me personally, apart from Tiny Hands and that actually excited me. Oh, how I would love to be fully supported! I'm getting rather tired of hearing those same words every day..."Once we get fully supported....". Booo. Anyway, the meeting went well even though all I had was a water. I felt like lights were flashing in the kitchen "Warning: Cheapskate Loser on board!" I miss my discounts.

I came back to an empty house where I was again, quite bored. I managed to do a survey or EIGHT on Facebook to pass time until I decided I wanted to start preparing for dinner. In a whirlwind of culinary inspiration, I just decided to start baking and cooking whatever came to mind. In the end, it turns out we're having chicken tortilla soup and mashed potatoes (I still believe that I personally make the best), and German Chocolate Cake. Paul is not happy about the selection. Seems he thinks mashed potatoes and soup don't go that well together. My level of concern: zero.

For the past 10-15 minutes, I have had an on-again, off-again stare down with the creepy Time Warner guy parked in his truck outside my house. Seems he can telepathically determine my level of distain for the company he works for. Sorry, sir. Not in THIS casa! I hope I'll have more interesting things to blog about in the days and weeks to come. But until then, you're going to just have to listen to the random boring events of my day.

Peace, love, and comfort snacks ~ KKY