Not enough hours

I need about 20 more hours in a day to get everything I need to get done, done. I'm sure that may out there could agree with me. I usually don't like to get into my personal life too much, but after all I am human. Without getting into to much let's just say over the last few months things have really hit hard. Nothing tragic or overbearing it's more like busy and a little more stressful than I would like. I now notice more and more grey hair with every passing day (I'm only 26 here people!!). I guess I will update more on that when everything has calmed down and hopefully there will be a reason to celebrate.

Speaking of celebrations... it's happy busy time in our household!! It all seems to start at tax season :) I don't dread doing taxes like some do... I enjoy it! Sick I know. That might change if I ever have to owe back (so far so good... knock on wood)! So we get our return right on Valentine's Day, then it's my husband's birthday, our wedding anniversary (first day of Spring), my birthday, then Easter. Just a few weeks separate them!! I'm so excited. I am ready to go out and start working on my house/yard and see pretty flowers. I miss flowers and green grass.

I also started swapping again. I sorta put everything on hold around the holidays and then a huge shipment of mine got damaged or lost and I had to track those down and resend them. I think I have everything under control now and hope that my respective partners get what they were supposed to in the first place. I am glad to be starting up the swapping thing again, Joe looks sad. The only thing he has had for me the last month is a few GIGANTIC bills. Poor Joe.

Oh, in all of this time we also got a cat. It was a Christmas gift from my hubby and her name is Noel. We call her Ellie and she is beautiful. I used to hate cats because I couldn't breathe around them, but after my daughter was born I was cured of my allergies. Strange. I don't really know too much about cats, but this one seems a bit odd... it will eat ANYTHING. My husband wanted to test that theory and set out: a slice of cheese, french fries, and a scrambled egg and within minutes it was all gone. Today I caught her eating a leftover beagle with cream cheese that one of the kids left on the table. Are cats like this or am I just really lucky with one of the new hybrid cat-vacuums?

My rant must end sometime so please check back soon because I am up and running again. I hope to talk to some of you soon and swap some goodies!!