I am special

Ok. So, I have such dingy moments. I called myself on the phone today at the office at work. Jeff answered....quizzically...and I really didn't know what to say to him. Oh brother. I think God is having fun with me and my seriousness. Seriously. I do the dumbest things at work. Say the dumbest things at work.... I act reasonably intelligent when I'm not at work. But the moment I step through the door I feel like I have "dumb ass" posted on my forehead.

I should probably give myself a little breathing room. Stop counting the mess ups, take a breath, and know that what I'm doing is koshur. That life is good. That I have a my limbs, that I have a sound mind...to a varying degree ha... I have a great place to sleep, work and yes....oh yes farmer's market is tomorrow.

Yes I'll take that nice head of lettuse off your hands young man. How much? 2 bucks? Sounds like a deal. Cilantro? Oh yeah.... tacos here I come.... I need to stop binging on mexican. There are so many other varieties of food.

Like steak.

Oo. I have not had a good steak in a flipping long time. Moo moo cow watch out. Garlic potatoes. Cottage cheese with chives. All I literally have in my fridge right now is a huge bag of green onions, 1/2 a summer squash, 1/2 a zucchini, and a dozen eggs. How sad is that?

Oh, but I also have popcorn I bought at last farmers market. Was great fun popping in a regular pan. Made my day....probably was the most excitement I've had since... I don't know.

Hmm....I need to variety my day now from the computer. Have already spent 85% of it invested in my dingy version of tecness. Will anticipate tomorrow....probably too late to call my friend to go with. Oh well...maybe I'll wake her at the crack of dawn. Throw pebbles at her window.