Riding the Funk Train.

TALES FROM THE MOTHERLAND

I am in a funk. All day it felt like Thursday, on Friday. All day I struggled to feel at ease in my skin. It’s just a funk. That’s all there is to it.

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I wrote two different posts today, and then didn’t want to post either.  Funk. I got a half dozen errands done in barely an hour (all over town), but then didn’t want to do anything else.  All day.  The funk:  The kids are driving me nuts. Nuts. I’m sick of fart jokes; I’m sick of figuring out what they want to eat, and whether I have to cook it. I am tired of picking them up five days a week, from track/tutoring/choir/after school/insert something else. I’m just tired of kids. I’m tired of the dog shedding ALL over!  I swear the big lug loses half his body weight every day, in hair on…

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About Dawn Quyle Landau

Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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