Thursday, September 15, 2011
I took three naps last week.
I don't nap.
No, seriously, anyone who knows me can tell you I'm not a napper. I hate napping because there are other things I could be doing. But I think my body was rebelling against the perpetual motion. It screamed, "Slow the f#@% down!!!!"
She starts Monday. I've hired her mostly to drive my children around, but she'll also do light cleaning, yard work, errands etc, etc. I'm pretty stoked about this. It almost makes me feel important. Almost, but not quite.
We'll see how things go.
My Dad. He's awesome.
John Messina, Personal Injury Attorney