I Feel Like...

Sometimes I just feel like I need to run. Run fast. And never look back. Today is one of those days. It feels like D day. Like I have someone breathing down my back. Instead, I am going to consume myself in work. While my husband works, so will I! Anything to try and keep him off the mind!

I have 15,000 short stories to get through before December. UGH! Doesn't D understand that I don't like to read? Apparently not! But the interns went through all the stories. There were way more than that! Now I get to read them, and narrow the field some more. Eventually, after many more hands have touched the stories, D will be handed about 10. He has to choose his favorite.

So I sit here having to read these things. OMG! Are these people serious about the things that they write? It's like porn meets American hero! But it's my job. A weird task I tell you. But it's my job to read these things. They are supposed to be short stories about a certain public figure. Um, some people are a little obsessed with this individual. That's all I can say. Hey, maybe I will learn some moves from some of these. Something to help out the tanking marriage! I'm trying to be funny here!

D and PH will be working for the better part of the day. I will be reading. I got my supplies ready to go. A stack of stories, a red pen, some of those flag post-its, a highlighter, and plenty of coffee. I think someone who likes to read those trashy romance books would like these stories. I'm just going to try and get through them! XOXO