Another boring entry in Every day scata

I slept hard last night. I hit snooze and went right back to sleep this morning. When the alarm went off again I thought it was part of my continued dream. Took me three minutes to realize it wasn’t part of it.

The dream? Something about a roller coaster. Pretty much sums up my life.

Beautiful outside again. I need to go out and check the vegetable garden. We didn’t water it last night, and there isn’t anything in the forecast except maybe a pop-up storm on Thursday. I know it will need water tonight or tomorrow. The tomato plants look healthy and they have quite a few blooms on them. I’m more concerned about the cucumbers and pumpkins than anything else. Plus I want to make sure armadillos haven’t been rooting around. There seems to be a lot of them this year. I keep seeing the poor things smushed on the road.

And it looks like I’ll have a lot of blackberries to pick, too. That all depends on if I can beat the birds to them. They’re crafty fuckers. I hope I get a lot of them. I like them in my protein shakes.

Speaking of shakes… ok this really has nothing to do with shakes, but I’m making pudding pops. Remember Jello pudding pops? I loved those things. I’m not talking about sticking a Popsicle stick in a pudding pack. I made the pudding and put them into molds. I hope they taste like the real kind. I wonder why they stopped selling them?

Been looking for a job so I have pocket money and I’m not having any luck. The bills are really piling up because of my last hospital stay. I tried the whole work at home thing and hated it. I’m just not cut out for taking calls. I’m a health care worker through and through. I can’t physically handle working at one of the nursing homes. I don’t know what to do anymore. It’s really depressing. I mean really really depressing.

Dammit! I’m crying frustrated tears. Why the hell do I have to be so emotional? sigh