Will people agree with me if I say that the weekend ends before you can say Jack Robinson? It sure happens to me. I have one hell of roller coaster ride all weekend, then Poof! its gone and before I know it, I'm dragging myself out of bed on a Monday morning. This weekend was no different. I shopped till I dropped, I ate all the junk the world had to offer, I read till my eyes hurt, but the only thing that eluded me was precious sleep.
I guess I'm just too jumpy through the weekend to catch up with any, I want to be everywhere, do everything, live the two days before they slip out of my crooked fingers.
I'm reading this fantastic novel called "Public Secrets" by Nora Roberts and I simply cannot put the book down. Its strange you know, I don't know if it happens to everyone, but everytime I read a book, the story or at least part of the story is bizarrely related to my own life. Hmm, need to do a survey on this one.
Signing off for now, looking forward to an eventful week ahead!
Wild West Waves
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