I’m tired of thinking and it’s only Monday. Too much information thrown at me in too short of a time across too many different areas. I feel scattered, tired, unfocused and un-fun.
I hate details most of all, and that’s all I have in front of me today. Details. Little things. Little things sucking up big time.
And see, it’s that kind of day for sure now. IU just turned Sticks down for admission to their Jazz Studies program. I’m bummed for him. My mommy instinct is screaming at them: How can you reject my perfect kid? Even though I know that it’s really a good thing, because it narrows the field for decision-making.
Two down, 1 to go.






