Meh...some looking into myself...maybe rattling on and on about my day...telling you how much my kids make me want to Picasso myself. How great my job is...how mundane my job is. How my husband just doesn't get it. Life in general. Things I like. Things I make...cooking, crafting, inventing things in my mind. When I decide to randomly re-do a room in my house.
General oddities that are noticed on a daily basis. I wouldn't think my life is actually that exciting. When you start to break it down you get into semi neat things that randomly happen.
I work at Walmart. I am an Asset Protection manager. I protect booties...all of them...trying not to get fired for doing dumb things. I get to go to meetings with the FBI...that's kinda cool. I get to deal a lot with shoplifters and law enforcement...that's cool too.
I have four girls...yes girls...no don't feel sorry for me, people in the grocery store do that enough for all of us. They don't really range in age...don't like that phrase...that means there is some time in between all the ages. There isn't any time between their ages. I have a 6 year old, 5 year old, 4 year old and a 2 year old. Still don't feel sorry...yet.
I have a husband. Standard, typical, model husband who does everything and less than yours does. Can't find the remote sitting in front of his face, can't cook, can't fix a car...he can watch sports really really good though and then talk about it a lot. I mean a lot...
I like crafting, I had a crafting blog...but then I had kids. I love not doing anything I see on Pintrest. I Instagram way too much (oldmomlady on Insta)...I probably Facebook more than that. I like to cook, a lot...but I'm a very picky eater so half the stuff I have never tried, but I love to watch other people eat my food and then hopefully tell me its good.
Thats it, maybe.
