I think spending the last three weeks with my children and not working has caused me to lose some essential brain cells. Being a referee does not stimulate one intellectually, unless you are thinking about how NOT to kill one of them. Sometimes that whole survival of the fittest thing is necessary.
Anyway, yesterday was A.'s kindergarten graduation (which I will discuss later). It was her day so we did a lot of running around. I needed to get some gas. I pulled in, popped the gas tank, got out my credit card, selected the grade of fuel, inserted the nozzle and walked away. I started cleaning the car out. After a few minutes I went back around, saw that I had filled up, got in the car and drove off. It was within seconds of the gas light illuminating that I realized that I had not filled my car up, rather had merely placed the nozzle in my car and took out the trash. I never inserted my card. So, back I went.
It's the first night of summer so I let the kids stay up watching movies. After they went to bed I started watching my crap shows. Before I truly realize what is happening, it is 2:30 AM and I have been watching Cheaters for an hour. New lows.
As you know, I am quitting smoking. Tomorrow is my first official day. Not looking forward to it, but I know that I gotta. Anyway, I needed to find a replacement activity. I cannot believe that I about to put out there what I have been doing to take my mind of smoking. Are you ready for this? Remember, I am in fragile place with my sanity and am about to break up with the best friend (besides TV) that I have ever had. I have been on the General Hospital message Board. (I think my face is turning red as we speak) Yes, I have been discussing at length with perfect strangers the ins and outs of the goings ons of the residents of Port Charles. I am very sad to say that it is very interesting. Kinda like Star magazine. Where else would I learn about what happened on the View between Rosie and the skinny stupid woman? I have also been educated on computer shorthand. I now know what LOL, LMAO, ITA, IMO, WTF mean. GOD HELP ME!
I gotta go back to work...
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