Blog, you have known me for a long time and I am certain you realize how my mind works. First I must google and find every bit of information I can about whatever ails either me or someone I know. Then at that point I work backwards from worst case scenario. I wonder if that is my way of coping. Because when I find out the person is going to live and it was just a splinter, I am so happy. I mean I am really thrilled that everything is alright, but before that I have convinced myself that the person is doomed and often am already planning what I will wear to the funeral in my head. Blog, I know I am weird and well, I like my weird and I am going to go ahead and stick with it.
I was considering a new layout, a new title, well just an overall new feel to my blog. I mean some things have changed since I first started recording my thoughts and feelings of the going ons in my everyday life. Well, I am no longer taking Paxil and well, crap.....I think that is it. I thought the poop was really no longer an issue as well until this week. Someone decided that an oopsie poopsie was not something they might share with their mother. You know the lady who does the laundry. I was blessed with the joy, upon removing clean clothes form the laundry, an overwhelming smell of shit. Yep, SHIT!!!! I had almost all the clothes in the dryer and noticed a wad, a ball, a massive roll of poop. Apparently someone had pooped enough in their underwear and then just snuck it into the dirty laundry. GROSS!!!! I mean really?!?!?!? You don't think you might have at least given me a heads up so that I could pre-clean the undies. Man, boys are so gross!
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