There are close to a dozen tabs open in my browser right now.
A couple of food blogs.
And couple of 'other' blogs.
I don't have ANY news pages open.
Clearly, I'm here hiding from the rest of humanity.
This morning I caught myself talking to the screen - well, specifically I was talking to one of the blogs - OUT LOUD - not typing.
I talk to the cats.
And I hum. To myself. As I clean stuff.
When I clean stuff.
I might need a job.
Don't just shrug - I'm asking you.
What kind of job?
Want to hire me?
I make awesome cookies.
And other stuff.
Which, in my opinion, makes up for my tremendous lack of skills. (which I will likely leave off my resume - when I make a resume. The lack of skills part, not the cookie making)
I should go clean something while I wait for all the offers to flood in.
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