Sucks, mired, immobilized. Sounds like my life lately, and it is time to pull myself out.
I'm starting a bucket list just so I can put the La Brea Tar Pits on it. For now my bucket is half full of rubber bands, not half empty.
© 2012 Nancy L. Ruder
3/11/12
Bogged down, blogged down
Sucks, mired, immobilized. Sounds like my life lately, and it is time to pull myself out.
I'm starting a bucket list just so I can put the La Brea Tar Pits on it. For now my bucket is half full of rubber bands, not half empty.
© 2012 Nancy L. Ruder
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2 comments:
You are dealing with the sucky mire better than I am, and better than Grover is, it appears. I really like your shiny bucket!
Kathleen--I think Grover is looking up from the sucky mire at us and singing:
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting burnt and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
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