Bored . . . .

and I wanted to post something. Even though nobody ever reads this it sometimes gives me something to do and I like to go back and read what I wrote. It's almost like a journal.
Well summer is over and I am LOVING the fall weather. I say every year that I plan to do everything I can this winter, Sledding, playing in the snow, snowmobiling,ice skating but it NEVER happens.
Well this year is going to be different! I want to do everything I can this year.
Jeff and I are as busy as ever. We never do anything but work or fulfill our responsibilities. What I mean by that is we either work our full time job or our side job or it's church callings. I tell you I hate it. I feel like all I ever do is what I don't want to do. I hate being grown up. I always said I wanted to avoid growing up as long as possible and then die young so that at least gives me something to look forward to. . . death.
Wow! Just read the last few sentences and that was depressing! I'm not depressed just . . . bugged. About life. About stupid stupid responsibilities. About spiders. . . who do they think they are waltzing into my bathroom and scaring me in my shower. . .?

EXACTLY ONE MONTH UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY!

I want a lot of birthday wishes and presents!
Okay, just birthday wishes will suffice.