My 'Strikethroughiest' Post This Week.

Today I will be guest posting for the lovely Rhonda at Wherever you go...there you are.


If you ever wanted to know about my marital history (and let's be honest, who doesn't? har har) you can read about it there. It's mostly about divorce, which sounds like a bad thing but...well... go read it, m'kay?

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I thought that I had outsmarted and avoided that  total a-hole anemia Anemia that would render me mostly useless.

I did not.

I have been on a forced vacation sleeping pretty much round the clock for the last 4 or 5 days.

This being sick is totally for the birds. It's driving me absolutely crazy. I've taken some time off work so that I can relax, seeing as how just walking from the bedroom to the bathroom in the morning leaves me winded and my heart pounding. FORGET about showering and going into work.
I almost passed out in front of a customer the other day, which would have been bad healthwise alone- but was worse for me pridewise, and I do not embarrass easily.

Any who, the boss told me to stay home for a few days and "get better", but I feel like maybe having sales associates fainting in front of customers is off-putting. When I'm at Wally World buying my boxed wine and Hot Pockets, I certainly don't want RainRochelle (actual Walmart associate name) passing out in the middle of my transaction. Awkward!  And I'm  NOT just talking about her name.

Ugh. So. I'm not ignoring you, sweet blogosphere. During my coherent, non sleeping moments, I am reading blog posts that I have missed and commenting as my phone/data plan will allow (ie. not much). (ps.Screw you, AT&T.)

If you have landed here by mistake come by and left me a comment on a recent post, and I have not gotten back to you, please bear with me. Your comments are not going unnoticed. Believe me. I'm just crap at keeping up with all of it right now.

I have been trying to tweet regularly because it doesn't take a lot of energy. So, if you're having Katie withdrawal and want to hear random tweeting about Robert Pattinson's body hair or about my sink full of dishes, you can find me there.I know. Salty stuff. My little Twitter follow doovie is on the sidebar there to the left. I promise to be funny. Sometimes.

In conclusion (actually, I think use of that phrase may be against the law in the blogosphere. My bad..ooh. There's another one. Crap.) Regular programming will continue soon. SOON. Pinkie swear.

Until then, go read Alex at WHOA-MUMMA she pointed out a few posts ago that I was playing the 'period card' for comments but I wasn't. That just happened to be a bonus. I swear. She's on to me. Hey, whatever works, right?


Alrighty then. I'm going to stop now before I get myself nominated for whatever the bloggy equivalent of a Razzie award is. Too Late.