I am sitting on my couch, or rather, K Dawg's couch, waiting.
Waiting for her to get home so we can go running.
Waiting for a phone call from my future employer or my future rich husband to call so I no longer have to worry about money (neither of whom I know).
Waiting for a blog topic that might be somewhat interesting. I had one in mind, but I got to thinking about it and my brain was all over the place so I couldn't quite imagine writing coherently.
So I am just going to sit here and continue to wait. While my jaw throbs and the neighbors play weird music.
Don't you wish you had my life.