Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Everywhere you go, there you are

You know, sometimes I just wish that that wasn't true. Do you ever just get sick of yourself? Sick of the way you do things, sick of hearing your voice. That's a big one this week. All day long, I wish I could just. shut. up. and NOT hear my own voice for once. Sheesh. If I'm sick of it, I'm sure the kids are, too.

Two days left... two days left... two days left...

9 comments:

nachtwache said...

Can't say I ever had this problem. You're just too much woman to handle;) That is a funny dilemma, about the only time you sort of get a break is when you sleep or if the doc puts you under. That's peaceful!

Hillary said...

Hehe... mostly it's that in my job, all I do is talk all day (well, ok, not ALL I do). I'm just so sick of hearing my own voice!

nachtwache said...

I can understand that, when I used to get laryngitis, it was like getting a rest, an excuse to not talk, I enjoyed it almost as much as my husband :)

Rachelle said...

you might be sick of hearing your voice but I can't wait to hear it in a couple of days - in person! Yay! So excited!

Hillary said...

MEEEEE TOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Anne said...

You can do it! :)

PelaLusa said...

Tick, tock, tick, tock ... just one day left! The Windy City awaits you!!!

Jean said...

Anne stole my words.
one day...you can make it!!!!

Hillary said...

Hooyeah! I'm compiling all my chicago info (flights, trains, accomodation, contact #s) as we speak!