In one week, I will be surviving my last day of the show. Today, I am trying to survive the show. I am beyond exhuasted, yet I can't sleep good. I can't complain, becuase it is my job, and I am doing it the best I can, and I enjoy show time. We have just had two doosey of shows right in a row. It will be nice when it is over.
Okay, I am going to go drink coffee and stare out my patio doors to the garden I planted that failed to grow. I don't get it! What did I do wrong? I watered them, but not over watered. As for under water - don't think I did that eitehr. Remind me to find a guy some day that can garden, cos Lord knows I can't!
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