When I woke up this morning, I tried to look at my watch, but it was facing away from me on my wrist and I would have had to use my other arm to twist it back around. So I decided I didn’t need to know what time it was.
Even though I badly need to shower, I know that I’m just going to have to do it again tomorrow, and it’s not like I’m planning to leave my house today, so I decided I could just live without it today.
I keep my medicine in a lockbox by my bed so my kids don’t get into it and overdose. This morning it seemed too hard to open it, so I decided that taking my anti-depressant every day can’t be entirely essential. I have a sneaking suspicion that this may be an incorrect assumption.
I wandered downstairs to find two of my three kids still wearing just underpants. Eh?
My brand new cold makes me sound terribly sick, so I haven’t cleared my throat yet. My hope is that I’ll sound terribly pathetic and maybe garner some sympathy from Alex. He hasn’t noticed yet.
Sam just ratted Alex out. Apparently he hasn’t fed them and has had Sam do his bidding all morning. I think Alex may have given up too. Wait. They just wandered by eating cookies. Yep, he’s given up too.
I was about to call my friend who just got back from vacation, but I was trying to think what time it is at her house. She, incidentally, lives three houses away from me.
My mom, who is living in Africa right now, just sent me an email: “Why doesn’t the little map on your blog show a red dot on west equitorial Africa? You have a fan there who looks at your blog at least once or twice a day. Am I not a person!? Am I not human?” First, are you getting a glimpse of what made me? Second, I think Feedjit has given up too. I told her I would let the internet know that Africa is reading. Internet, Africa is reading.
The number one clue that I’ve given up might just be that I’ve put this drivel on the internet. No, I think the antidepressant thing is number one. This is number two.