Good morning! OK, it is official! I NEED to get out of the house! Stir crazy is not even beginning to touch on my level of walls-closing-in-itis. Either that, or I need to call the folks from “A Haunting” because these walls? Are definitely moving.
About now you're probably wondering (or at least you should be), "How does one know the difference between cabin fever and your house being possessed if both include moving walls?"
Because otherworldly house-trifling doesn’t usually involve the effected person thinking things like, “I wonder, is it possible to get callouses on your backside from sitting on the couch too long? And do they have something like a mani-pedi to remove them? Maybe an assi.”
Or even my current mind-teaser, “Trail mix is kinda, totally awesome because when else is it appropriate to utter a phrase like I have nuts stuck in my teeth.”
|No kittens were awakened in |
the making of this marionette!
Yep, you know you’re in trouble BIG time when you notice how much kittens sleep and think, “Hey, I bet I could (gently) tie some yarn around their tiny paws and make cute little kitten marionettes!” (Relax, I didn’t mean the WHOLE kitten, just tiny little kitten paws that could wave at me when I’m bored.)
Then things begin to get really weird (as if kitten marionettes weren’t bad enough) and you scare your family with some of the conversation starters you throw out.
(Conversation about current trends in literature.)
Me: “Hey honey, have you noticed that EVERWHERE you look they’re talking about Fifty Shades of Grey?”
Hubby: “You’re not actually reading that are you?”
Me: “No…I was just pondering something. How do you think erotica written in anapestic tetrameter like Dr. Seuss used would sell?”
Hubby: “Why do I have this feeling you’re going to try it to find out?”
Me: “Define try.”
(Conversation about redecorating.)
Me: “Hey honey?”
Hubby: “No good ever comes from anything that starts with those words in that tone.”
Me: “No, seriously. What would you think about me re-doing the living room walls?”
Hubby: *deep sigh* “Chris, you know there’s no money in the budget for paint right now.”
Me: “Oh, that’s OK. I wasn’t gonna paint anything. I’m thinking there are enough feathers in the front yard to completely cover the entire wall! Plus? I’v got crafter’s glue in the desk, so it wouldn’t cost a single dime. BONUS!”
Me: “Seriously! We’d have one-of-a-kind walls! They’d put our house in magazines. It would probably even start a flippin’ movement. How cool would THAT be!?!”
Hubby: *walks out of room with head shaking like one of those bobble thingies*
Yep, a good talk with the hubs is always the perfect way to cheer myself up and alleviate the boredom.
May your day be filled with lots of excitement to keep you happily distracted and random thoughts that make you smile!