I must be busy - woke up at 8 am on purpose. I have a lot to do and I just don’t think I will be able to find the hours in the day to accomplish it all. I am beginning to feel old and tired. “I’m old, Gandalf. I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel... thin. Sort of stretched, like... butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.” Bilbo Baggins was dealing with fallout from the one ring to rule them all, but I can’t say I don’t sympathize. I’m not quite ready to sail off to the gray havens, but I’m ready for a nap - a really good nap, like the kind you don’t plan and don’t have to.
I’m not complaining. I like being busy, it’s just that time goes by more quickly. It’s as though the sands of time are slipping through my fingers, and the more I try to grasp at the grains, the more quickly they pass through.
That was a little too deep, but that doesn’t make it untrue. I ordered black combat boots that are really awesome. I’m ready to go through my combat-Barbie phase (really, I plan on wearing them with plaid skirts that were really awesome circa 1995). Is there a combat-style Barbie? If there isn’t, I think that I have to be a little angry with Barbie. I know there was an astronaut Barbie, but I don’t remember a military Barbie which leads me to believe that Mattel doesn’t want women in the military. I have to google this before I go on an uneducated rant…
(pause)
There is an Army Barbie (and Ken, too!) as well as an Air Force Barbie. I guess I can love Barbie again. So, I’m ready to rock the combat Barbie look. Watch out, world!
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