Wednesday, May 14, 2008
no talk for time
Er, no time for talk. What a week! I want so badly to tell you about my trip. About Rome and stupid Barcelona. I want to tell you about how my husband got to leave and I was stuck in Europe all alone with no money. I want to tell you about the yummy food and how my hair was actually chic in Europe. Unfortunately, however, we're closing on two houses tomorrow and somehow ended up about $10,000 short. (Which is only about 6,000 euros) We have an inspection tonight and my kids saved up all their badness to unleash on me for leaving them. I've got my country's 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder and Guilder to frame for it; I'm swamped.