I do things in the craziest fashion.
Aug. 27th, 2007 10:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
navygreenMy mind is going a million miles a minute lately, and what am I doing? Trying my hardest to get through the backlog of Parenting and Reader's Digest magazines collected in a basket atop my toilet. Why? Because I don't want Philip to know that I never read anything while he was gone.
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A-yup. That's the stupidity of my being. And were he to find out, would he even care about such a silly thing?
Heck no.
But it's bugging me that he *might* think it, and therefore each of my potty breaks is now turning into a "30-minute-let's-recreate-the-bulls-eye-on-my-butt-with-a-bright-red-ring" event. However, I *am* making progress. In the last three days, I've read through and now tossed two Digests and two Parentings. Only one and seven more to go, respectively.
If you need me, you'll find me on the throne.
...
A-yup. That's the stupidity of my being. And were he to find out, would he even care about such a silly thing?
Heck no.
But it's bugging me that he *might* think it, and therefore each of my potty breaks is now turning into a "30-minute-let's-recreate-the-bulls-eye-on-my-butt-with-a-bright-red-ring" event. However, I *am* making progress. In the last three days, I've read through and now tossed two Digests and two Parentings. Only one and seven more to go, respectively.
If you need me, you'll find me on the throne.
