WTF Wednesday, challenges, spray tans and spiders

People please, stop jumping out of moving cars for the kiki challenge.  For Christ sake the fact that I would even find myself writing that is in itself disturbing.  What’s wrong with you people?


THIS, is stupid.

I have a challenge for you, how about read a new book every month or take a class and learn something new, like pottery or painting, or take a dance class.  Inside.  Jeez.

So, MacGyver is still in Nokomis and I’m in Clearwater partying like a rock star.  And by partying like a rock star I mean like this,

my desk

Yeah, glamorous, I know.

Yesterday was garbage day.  They usually come to our house pretty late in the day which means if I forget to put the trash out on Monday night I can still usually get it all out there before they come.  I said usually.  I’ve been a little preoccupied with work and the whole breathing thing so I forgot yesterday, until they were on my street.

I ran out there as quickly as I could with two large garbage bags and caught them just in time.  I threw them in the garbage truck myself as they emptied the cans.  When they emptied the third on, and yes we have three, I grabbed the can to start bringing them up by the garage and that’s when something ran over my hand.

I didn’t see what it was at first but the big burly garbage man screamed like a bitch.  So I looked under the lid and that’s when I saw it.


We don’t appreciate spiders around here.  And this one was huge.  HUGE.  And now the garbage man thinks I’m pretty badass because I slayed that sucker.  Slayed him.

Has anyone seen these booths on the beach or around the pool?

sunscreen booth

From someone who always ends up with a hand print or an unusual spot on her body after applying her own sunscreen, this thing is genius.  It can also dispense bug spray.  Seriously.  I want one of these in my house.

WTF it’s Wednesday

WTF Wednesday, dreams are killin me

I ran again this morning and I needed to because it’s the only time I am off my ass during the day lately because I’m glued to my chair.  See: working all the time.

I ran 3 miles.  The plan was to walk 3 but I only had time to walk 2, I did walk the dogs for almost 1 though so that counts right?  It should.  I’m counting it anyway because being away from my computer at all is like a godsend right now.

A few months ago I was in my slow season, if you can call it that.  I say slow season because even though work never really slows down all that much for me, the summer is slower for MacGyver, so I get somewhat of a break.  That means that I have a bit of spare time in the evenings when I normally work for him.

So, a few months ago a former client and friend asked me if I would build a simple WordPress template for her.  It was for a business that she wanted to start based on an idea that she had dreamt about.  (And No, I’m not kidding.)  It sounded fairly simple and she’s pretty descriptive so I said sure, no problem, I’m not really busy right now so I’ll throw a quick one together as a favor.  Meaning freebee and I’m stupid.

my friends are so weirdWell now things have changed.  I’m not only busy.  I’m super califragilisticsuperalidoshisasscrazy ass busy.  I’m so far behind… I’m ahead of myself.  I’m that swamped but I finished her template a long time ago actually it was 17 templates ago…


And every single time I showed her a revision she loved it.  For about a hot minute or until she went to sleep.  Because the second that woman had another dream she wanted me to redo it because she insisted that her dreams were giving her new visions.

They’re giving me nightmares!

Yesterday she left me a message and she wants me to go to lunch with her.  I’m up to my eyeballs in projects, I’m working 18 hour days right now.  I’m at my boiling point.  I cannot be roped into a lunch meeting with this woman right now  yet I have this gut feeling that I’ll  have to add another site to my build list today.

I’m almost positive I’ll have to build a Go Fund Me page because if dream catcher throws me another template idea I’ma need some bail money!

WTF?  It must be Wednesday?