Incoherent Thoughts Day

My brain is fried.

I'm looking frantically for a job (more on that at a later date), and my mind is completely toast. I wake up in the middle of the night with ideas about people I should contact, only to have the thought evaporate by morning. The result is very little sleep, a great deal of worry, and, so far, no new job.

Here's an example of the mush that is my brain: you may have noticed I didn't post on Monday. Why? Because I forgot it was Monday.

I was off work Monday for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, so I went to bed Sunday night thinking it was Saturday. Around lunchtime the next day it hit me that it was Monday, not Sunday, and that I hadn't written anything. I fired up the laptop and tried to think of a topic.

That's when I realized I had nothing to say. So I just decided not to waste my time or yours.

I have to admit today isn't much better. I can't think about anything besides my job search, and what will happen if I don't find something soon.

So, with that said, I recognize that this isn't exactly a stellar blog post. I know I can do better, and next week maybe I will. But for now, cut me a break, okay?

Random (and possibly incoherent) thoughts:

• I am in love with my Crock Pot. It may be the closest I ever come to having a spouse who cooks. I love walking into the house in the evening and smelling dinner. It's like someone has been at home all day, just waiting for me to arrive so they can greet me with a kiss and a hot meal. I think Ellie may soon be hugging the Crock Pot instead of me.

• Ellie has always said "fwiss" instead of "kiss." She also said "hog" instead of "hug." I can't tell you how much it delighted me when she would throw her arms around my neck, declaring that Mama needed a "hog and fwiss." A couple weeks ago she started saying both words correctly. Our hog and fwiss days are over. *SOB*

• My niece looked at her big sister the other day and said, "Sissy, you look fab-yoo-wuss."

• Last night when we got home, I said to Ellie, "Let's go inside and find something to eat." She said, "Okay. Then? Sit Mama's bed. Watch Snow White." That's exactly what we did. It was the best way to spend an evening, especially when your brain is mush.