Not a Peach

There are moments, more than I care to admit, when I am obviously not the easiest person to be around. For the most part, it is due to the fact that I have let the ‘little’ things get to me and when my coping skills have fallen below par. I found myself saying to my husband just a few minutes ago . . . “I am not a peach” . . . My anxiety today is due mainly to the fact that I am wearing one contact in addition to the fact that I hate any type of discomfort whatsoever . . . Hence . . . I am not a peach.

3 Comments

  1. 1
    'G' Says:

    Of course I remember! How could I forget the picture! I had been in a while back but couldnt leave a comment!

    Oh and I am in your not peachy club today

    Have a nice day
    Love
    G

  2. 2
    raven Says:

    Oh, and in case you were wondering, Jane is my alter ego on blogspot, I accidentally signed the comment with the wrong blog. Ooops. Check it out if you like.

    Laters!

  3. 3
    Nor Says:

    So this is where you ran off to!

    Do you have any idea how long I have been trying to find you!


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