cheap razors and thin walls

well, here i am again...blogging on the road. what the hell is wrong with me? Taking three small children out of state? finding a hotel room with walls that are WAY too thin, let me tell you...no, nevermind. Let's skip that part. How about forgetting conditioner or a razor? vending machine razors and "conditioning shampoo" does not cut it! (actually, it DOES cut it...three times on my left leg to be exact) maybe it's because we had 45 minutes to vacate our little home so realtors could begin showing it off the same day it went on the market. maybe it's because i already had suitcases packed from our LAST trip (because one thing about me--I NEVER unpack) or maybe it's simply because i was going INSANE looking up listings in Atlanta, spending all my free time online...trying to find a new home in a HUGE city, with everything from the richest of the rich to the poorest of the poor. You think I'm crazy NOW?! You should have seen me two days ago. and my nerves? what nerves? do I even have any nerves left? Any ounce of dignity i had this morning was lost trying to get through this crazy ass city, making every wrong turn possible, getting honked at and nearly wrecking twice.

and you should see our hotel room. seriously. and the van. no kidding. i even impress myself with the amount of crap we take wherever we go. clutter just follows me. i have maps, school listings, house listings, receipts, and Coke Zero (lots of Coke Zero) spread out all over this damn room.

anyway, i just wanted to let everyone know ahead of time...you know, for when you hear the news anchor say, "crazy lady ditches three small children at the local church and tries to jump off the atlanta bridge...but somehow she got lost trying to accomplish THAT much! more on this pathetic story tonight at 10..."