*I swear someone hid a poop-filled diaper somewhere in my bedroom as some practical joke because every time I walk into the room I get a whiff. and it must be hid well because I’ve looked.
*I am freaking freezing. I just pulled a somewhat tight sweatshirt over my head and managed not to pull my head band off- high five!
*At night, when I drift off, my mind goes crazy jumping from one thing to another, chasing rabbit trail after rabbit trail. I was not going to sleep last night and Ben was still on his computer so I tried to tell him image by image what I was seeing. He thought I even weirder than he already thought I was -which is scary. I also tried to trace back my thoughts to see what triggered what but that made my head hurt so I finally went to sleep.
*some days I love laying on my back looking at my fabulously unstylish popcorn ceiling and pick out designs and pictures like someone would do with clouds. I also do this when I go to the bathroom and stare ahead at my faux-silk crinkle shower curtain.
*I see my hair out of the corner of my eye sometimes and jump if it moves, like someone is sneaking up on me.
*Snickerdoodle sleeps on me every night and always gets in the same position. I feel his cautious paws pad their way to the area between my arm and stomach as I cuddle with my body pillow. He always can drape himself on me in a way that is so comforting. I feel his purr in my belly. he is like a nice, warm pair of socks in the winter.
*Spencer pulled on clothes and chased a guy around his neighborhood around 3 am after he apparently banged loudly on their door. He couldn’t find him. The next day he was telling his dad about it and his dad said, “wasn’t that the newspaper boy?”
*I’m getting braces next week. I can’t write here what I’m thinking in my head…