Now granted I could write about the small collection of pets that we own - 2 dogs, 2 ferrets, 2 boa constrictors, 2 turtles, 2 Bearded Dragons, 9 ball pythons, 1 Tegu lizard, 1 corn snake and 1 cat. I won't even mention the rats because they are food for the snakes - although there are 2 that are sentimental favorites in the bunch that will probably be spared. I could write about my 2 wacky kids or my lovable but yet goofy husband (I think it is in the rule book somewhere that husbands must be this because all the women I know complain about this very feature in their husbands as well - lovingly complain I might add, because let's just be honest them making us laugh keeps us younger). I could expound on the head-banging, wall-climbing frustration and boredom that encompasses my mind at times when I try to find a job and it just isn't going anywhere. This in turn doesn't help my writing on any of my stories because negative energy tends to kill creative thoughts. Not to mention it makes dealing with mental illness a bit harder.
I do want to thank my friends though, those friends that are dear and have stuck by us during these really crappy times. I thank God every day for you and appreciate you more than you could ever know.