I love seeing posts where bloggers open themselves up to the questions and curiosities of their readers. I attempted something like that before but no one asked me anything. Perhaps you all feel like you know me well enough already.

Interesting.

Well if you’d like to ask Original Diva a question or two……go for it. I’m up for answering almost anything.

I ask myself a lot of questions on a regular basis.

Where would I be without some of the big sister guidance I’ve gotten from TJ?

Was I really supposed to move to Oregon? What did I get from the experience?

Is the reason I feel unappreciated because of the people I choose to surround myself with?

Will I ever reach the entrepreneurial status that I dream of? Can I handle it if I do? How do I need to position myself to get there?

Am I ambitious enough?

Am I good enough?

What do people really think of me?

Calgon, Bath & Body Works, Body Shop….some damn body PLEASE take me away!

Right now I am feeling like a beauty queen contestant whose talent is spinning plates. PLATES, PLATES, PLATES! Keep them all in the air!!!!

My neighbor is having a party and the racket is running me BANANAS!

I am moving to Chicago in 8 days. Not only am I moving but we’re driving there. I looked at a map today and realized just how far away Chicago is from Small Town, Oregon. Did y’all know that it’s 8 states????? Original Diva is driving her truck, pulling a trailer……I’m speechless. As I look around at all of my stuff I can’t help wondering if they’ll really get it all packed CORRECTLY. After everything is packed we still have to clean the place sufficiently enough to reclaim the security deposit. sigh I haven’t called any utility companies yet. I just realized that when I looked at my modem. I wonder if I’m supposed to return that. Hmmmmm????

For the past two weeks all I’ve wanted to do was sleep. I come home and I am exhausted as soon as I hit the door. Last night I fell asleep with all of the lights and the television still on and I slept until my normal wake up time. And this week I’ve been on a fish kick. Yesterday I had shrimp for lunch (bad experience) and fish tacos for dinner. That was my first time having fish tacos but I had some more for lunch and they were AMAZING! Then I had a tuna sandwich for dinner. Fish, fish, fish. Now I want to sleep. I can barely keep my eyes open. Don’t ask me if we’re pregnant….I’m tired of that question right now.

One of my co-workers had a baby girl 3 months ago and she has been bringing her to work for half days (the father works with us too) to take care of some urgent concerns. Her daughter is adorable! Playing with her makes me think of a chubby cheek, pudgy nose little brown blogger of my own….with a jazzy attitude and snappy personality; or a son who sits in his stroller with a pensive look, concentrating like his father.

My desk at work is outrageously messy. I have so many tasks to complete before next Friday. Today the president of the company asked if there was anything they could do to persuade me to stay and I really had to contain the laughter bubbling in my throat. Ummmmm MY HUSBAND lives in Chicago. Why would I stay here?

I need a bubble bat, massage, and a strong hug.