When I was a kid, I had to get out at least once a day. I think my mom first pointed it out to me. We were still living on Adams Avenue in Barrington and I guess I was acting out of sorts. She said, "It's because you have not been out today."
The weird thing was that it had to be to a store or the library - some place with other people other than my family. Outdoors was not enough. If I do not go out, event today, I am super cagey and cranky.
I am so old I forget my little quirks. Early today I was not productive because I was bored, but it was because I had not been out yet - that was the problem. Now I am back in the house, listening to my IPOD to blur the noise from the children. I like it a little quiet so I can hear my thoughts. The stove is on, the TV is blaring and Marcel is growling apparently playing make-believe with Clayton. Now cue the incessant giggling that will drive a sane woman insane.
Just checking in before I completely lose my marbles, I am committed and all I will have to show for my semi-sane days is this blog. Remember to come visit me.
The funny thing is you won't be in the funny farm by yourself--there will plenty of us in there!-Nikki
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