omfg. this morning i am working on some freelance jobs. i have told my children i am working on some WORK. i have done this before. you would think a 13 yr old and a 10 yr old would realize that when someone looks intense and is typing and working that they would keep their distance.
but nooooooooo. i am sitting w/ my laptop at the kitchen table. the girl has the hubs' laptop right beside me and every five minutes she says, hey, listen to this. OMG really??? the boy keeps asking what we are going to do today. uh, hello. i am WORKING. i am doing something to make money. leave me alone for just a bit please!
kids up your ass is not conducive to working. also, trying to quit smoking is not conducive to writing. holy hell. i didn't have one cigarette yesterday. not one. i just had one 30 minutes ago.
there are other things going on, but i'm not in the best blogging frame of mind right now. the luau we had saturday went really well, at least i think so. i think people had fun. it had rained and was overcast all day but it quit raining long enough in the evening/night for the hubs to light his beloved tiki torches and for us to hang out outside a little. the kids swam. adult beverages were consumed. my kitchen floor was stickier than fly paper the next morning. soooo gross. i assume it was from the spilled adult beverages.