Life is Like a Bowl of Jello...

Sorry in advance for my ranty-ness of late, but here at work, I have a lot to rant about and this blog is a way of venting because honestly - my husband just doesn't listen...now or ever... (yep, more ranting)...

From the moment I arrived at work this morning, chaos ensued. It is interesting to me how one person can manage to throw others into complete panic mode for no particular reason. It’s just like Jello – when one portion starts to jiggle, the whole bowl will soon follow and pretty soon there’s a mess to clean up.

I promise next week will be better...

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