Okay is the day over yet? Last night I pulled out the video camera to get it ready to use to film the play like I do every year and found out it wasn't working. OK so I was smart when I bought it, I purchased the warranty so I took it back to the store I got it from but they don't do in house repair they have to send it out. 7 to 10 days. I was in tears. My father in law is having surgery tomorrow and cant make it to the play and I told him not to worry I'd film it anyway. So I stopped at good ole walmart on the way to Seans swim meet and they have the same camera for a good price so I figured I would get it, use it, and return it after I was done. Rats foiled again got it home and it doesn't work. So I guess I am making another trip up to walmart tomorrow to return it sooner than I thought. Still don't have a camera i guess I will be making some calls tomorrow to see if I can borrow one.
I just read one of my dear friends blogs and she was talking about menopause and the hell she is going through. I offered to hold her hand and jump off the bridge with her. I was suppose to go this morning for my meeting with the gynecologist and have my annual check but gee my period decided to start a week early and with a vengeance.
I am so having this ripped out asap. I want my sanity back or at least what little I had left after having 4 kids.
I ended my day the same way it started by coming home from play practice at 10;30 and all I wanted to do was go out to the barn and put my horses to bed and found a sick raccoon sleeping in the hay. Poor thing he was so small and helpless I felt bad. So I had to help the husband after he shot the poor thing and I know it was for the best the poor thing was sick but gosh it just rips my heart out.
So I am off to bed to begin my day again at 530am. Please send sweet dreams.
My gratitude three are
1. That my hubby hadn't left for work yet tonight before i found the poor raccoon.
2. That the play is coming together fabulously and should be fantastic as always.
3. that I am not alone in my quest for sanity and survival of menopause.

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