If you are my next door neighbor, here's the way to stay on my good side: DON'T let your two great big dogs out at, let's say, 6:30 on a Sunday morning, let them bark for 20 minutes non stop right under my window, and then go outside in your underpants and yell at them.
What I want to know is, what ever happened to kindness and consideration? And sleeping in on a Sunday?
Ok, rant over. This situation is not worth more than .22 seconds of my alloted 5 minute brain dump.
There's actually not much IN my brain right now. I took my headache medication yesterday - the only way to describe the feeling (If you've never had the pleasure!) is that the headache starts off small, but grows steadily to take up a large portion of my brain. It crowds out just about everything else until it feels almost like a ball of pain. The medication takes away the pain, but the space that the pain occupied remains there, empty and flat, and you feel slow and fuzzy for a good part of the rest of the day - almost as if you have an emptiness in your head.
And yes, I'm well aware of the fact that I just said I'm empty headed.
I called a wrong number - by accident, of course it was by accident - and was so flustered that I just hung up. I haven't called a wrong number in YEARS - most of the time, I'm calling the same people over and over and using the presets on my phone - what I want to know is, when you call a wrong number, do you get flustered as well?
Payday. Tuesday. Grocery store. Me and multiple carts and three stores. It's almost sick how I'm looking forward to grocery shopping. I've got lists going and cross referencing both sales and coupons.It's official that I have no life.
Due to a paperwork mix up, we had no health insurance from 11/1 to 11/10, and I only found out by accident when I attempted to refill an entire month's worth of medication for my 4 asthmatics. That was a SWELL day, I'll tell you what. Equally swell is going to be the fact that during that 10 days, Nik had his wisdom teeth out, Gabe went to the allergist at the hospital, 2 other kids had three other appointments. All of which is undoubtedly be kicked back.
I spent some time this week looking through one of my kids scrapbooks for a baby photo - I can't believe a) she was that little b) I was that heavy or c) I had time to do scrapbooks.
Got a topic idea, something you want to ask me or something you wish I'd write about? Lay it on me - NaBloPoMo is almost half over and I can see a dark space coming, say, in the middle of the week.
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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…
- Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
- Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
- Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
- Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
- Link up your post on Fadra's site.
- Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.
Now…
1. Grab the button
(it's at Fadra's Place!)
2. Write your post.
3. Link up on her site.
