I have restarted the same load of laundry six times.
Whatever I don't care, but I'm starting to wonder if I have some sort of brain disorder or if I'm just lazy. I don't think I'm lazy because I'm always doing stuff, it's just that I'm always doing stuff that I want to do and not necessarily what I need to do and what I want to do is fun up until the point that I need to do what I want to do and then I don't always want to do it anymore.
Can you believe it's almost Christmas! I have my Christmas tree up but I haven't decorated anything. 6 brought the decorations down two weeks ago but I haven't put anything out yet. It seems to soon but maybe if I start decorating it'll feel more like Christmas. What's really crazy is Wyatt isn't even talking about Christmas this year. I haven't seen any Christmas programs on T.V, I only hear Christmas music in the car, I haven't driven by any Christmas tree lots and we live in the Christmas tree capital of the world for cripes sake, it's like we're in some kind of weird holiday vortex. Maybe as the big day gets closer and maybe when 6 comes home it will seem more festive. That and I should probably start eating boxes of chocolate covered cherries and stacks of Christmas cookies and drinking whiskey eggnogs and schnapps and hot chocolate.
Do you read PW? If you don't, you should. She made Christmas cookies last week and OMG, they make my Christmas cookies look gen.u.ine.lee trailerpark. Take a look at these...
Is that amazing! You really need to go read the whole post and see how they make these little frosted gems. I wonder if PW has a sister, because if she does I need to meet her because I think we would probably have a lot in common. My sister is a total PW except I guess you would call her an IW because she lives on an Island. She sews and cooks and cleans and has had the same husband all her life and has four kids and none of them have ever been to jail. I wonder how many times PW's sister has been married or if any of her kids have ever been to jail... Oh well, I look at it this way, what I lack in domestic ability I more than make up for in dramatic interest.
Well, thats all for today, I need to go drink eggnog and think about Christmas decorations!
Yeah, that PW post made me want to shoot myself.
ReplyDeleteOMG, I was laughing so hard and thinking of you the other night watching the Hoff and every time he said cuffeine I wanted to scream!
ReplyDeleteTooo funny!
"I have restarted the same load of laundry six times." You and I have the same disorder. ELPH has been out of town on business and the house is a freaking disaster area. "I've been doing what I want to do and not necessarily what I need to do and what I want to do is fun up until the point that I need to do what I have to do." Yup. Same disorder.
ReplyDeleteLOL Marilyn--- thinkin I really am a busy elf this year -- tree up since after Thanksgiving-- the "halls" are all decorated-- wait !! no halls here just a foyer(well,If you could call it that ! THis house IS 1919 LOL--Helped Rick at his store the other day and that was very fun and festive-- LOL his tree is full of Thailand cosmectic bags and cute cute lil "Thailand baby doll keychains of "longnecked women" check out his Thailand Junkie site" Any way sure wish I could win the lottery and buy really really nice presents for everyone but alas I'm just a poor lil wodow lady with no $$$$$ iffen ya know what I mean-- well at least you decided to get maried a few times until it was right but at my AGE --yikes those guys my age are just tooooooo damn OLD!!! Thought about becoming a cougar but hmmmmm --all I can say !!! Love ya! K
ReplyDeleteI think it's because we are of a creative mind as opposed to an organized mind! I swear I could crochet and soap and make candles and string beads and eat oatmeal for dinner everyday but noooooo... I have to have kids and and husbands and laundry and dogs and cats and pigs and chickens and other stuff to do!
ReplyDeleteKaren I need you at MY house!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's to bad we couldn't special order spouses, I would want a rich man who worked out of town and sent home lavish gifts that could afford me a chef a housekeeper and a butler!
Ahhhh, a girl can dream right :D
Blame it all on perimenopause and tell the people around you to be thankful you haven't stabbed them yet. No tree here, no decked halls, no Christmas cookies. Just me and my PMS.
ReplyDeleteI went through menopause FIVE years ago, so I can't use that excuse anymore, now I blame everything on hormone deficiencies!
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