I think it's because I'm too excited to find out the results of a job application that I put in online for freelance writing. If I'm accepted, I basically get my pick of jobs in certain niches and can write whatever I want, within reason. Hopefully my 500 word essay was good enough. I was able to pick whatever I wanted to write about within the 100+ categories and I chose "Family" with the sub category of "Single Parenthood" and I wrote about how it affects a family's economics and stature within the community, plus a whole bunch of other stuff that I can't remember I wrote. I should have saved a copy of it.
I'm crossing my fingers that this works. If not, back to the drawing board for me!
So, if you didn't know, I fucked up my knee a couple of weeks ago and I am in a full leg brace with crutches.
My mother, whom I love with all my heart, made me a shopping list of twenty-something items to pick up at WalMart. I asked her HOW I was going to do this shopping, considering I'm laid up and the reason why I have been staying with her is so I won't have to run upstairs to the bathroom.
I digress. My mother handed me the list and told me to take a "motorized cart" to do the shopping. So I get to WalMart, get in to the cart, and right out of the gateway, (I was looking at the list) I slammed in to a display of "Catching Fire" DVDs and the whole thing tipped over and DVDs were EVERYWHERE! I almost died....especially when one of the workers gave me the dirtiest look ever.
I'm never going to WalMart in one of those damn carts again.
