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.
Not a Peach
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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
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!
So this is where you ran off to!
Do you have any idea how long I have been trying to find you!