I was going to but now I’m not.

I thought about proclaiming myself the worst blogger ever and making a trophy out of all the junk on my desk.  But, then, I read another blog today.  It was their only update since June.  So, I lost the contest (hey! it was a contest to me even if it was created in my mind).

Why haven’t I blogged lately? 

Duh.  I started my own business. Remember? 

I don’t know what I was thinking.  I thought that starting your own business and working from home would be super fun.  I didn’t realize I was going to have to actually WORK.  I thought people who did this sort of thing just got to sit on facebook and play fantasy football all day and get a cute home office and new computer…. and special order “inbox” and all the office supplies you could ever dream of. 

But reality is not that. Reality is slight disorganization (okay, gross exaggeration with the word slight there) partnered with no free time. at. all.

So, instead of crafting my worst blogger trophy this morning, I have a different list.  It’s a little more vague than the detailed lists I’ve made in the past.  It starts with 1)Get your stinkin work done.  and then 2)clean your disgusting house you lazy bum. and finally 3)would you for once cook supper for your family, I think they’re sick of frozen dinners!

If you are reading this, and you have time…. would you make me a trophy?

Comments

lp said…
I would LOVE to make you a trophy, as a matter of fact, that would be right up my alley. HOWEVER, my family would LOVE a clean house and for ME to cook a meal, as well. :) You truly make me feel better about the whole shebang. Thanks.
Friday, November 05, 2010 9:32:00 AM
His Girl said…
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Friday, November 05, 2010 10:56:00 AM
His Girl Amber said…
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trying one more time to give you a well-deserved trophy :)
Friday, November 05, 2010 11:06:00 AM
Tina said…
Amber, I love your trophy so much! I wanted to "like" it...then remembered, this wasn't facebook. :)
Friday, November 05, 2010 11:08:00 AM
His Girl Amber said…
phooey! I can't get it to work! alas, my trophy now looks like I made it out of junk on my desk :) so sorry!
Friday, November 05, 2010 11:08:00 AM
Shawn said…
You are the Trophy my dear. I'm so proud of you, and I love you!
Saturday, November 06, 2010 5:29:00 PM
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