aha . . .

Well, yes, I think I know one of the things that has been driving me totally crazy for the past few years: it is the obsessiveness of someone asking the very first thing in the morning, “Oh, what would be a good time to go to Wal-Mart?” I have had it hanging then over my head and get irritated enough to traipse out in the mid to late morning.

Wrong, that is not how I am designed. I like to get up and look at what has happened, work a puzzle maybe, actually use my brain to get whatever needs IQ points worked on, then do grubby work . . . and then clean up and go out for the NECESSARY errands and  come back to relax.

Or better yet, I see no need to go to the store everyday. No. NO.

Wow, this getting close to 60 stuff is empowering . . . and maybe a little obnoxious to others. I guess I’ll have to get devious about it – heeheeeheeheeheeeheeeeheeeheee . . . getting maniacal here.