Thursday, October 7, 2010


Remember how I worked a 13-hour day yesterday?

My body was screaming at me when I went to get out of bed this morning to come to work.

I mean it. Literally. Screaming.

Well, okay...maybe not screaming...maybe more chastising. That might be a better word for it.

Body: "Excuse me...but do you not remember yesterday?"

Me: "Well, I've been trying to block it out...but since you bring it up, yes."

B: " Would you like to tell me then why you are getting up so early?!"

M: "Well, I do have to work today..."

B: "Seriously? Would you like to inform me why you are working after such a long day?"

M: "Ummm...I'm scheduled to? I need the money?"

B: "And what about me? Don't MY wants and needs matter?"

M: "Well, yes of course, but -"

B: "But nothing!! You don't care about me. You think I'll just do whatever you want me to???? Well one day I won't!!!!"

M: *pulls out a Reese's Peanut Butter cup and starts to unwrap it*

B: "Fine." *sigh* "I'll forgive you." *happily swallows RPBC*

Yeah...I woke up this morning and my body did NOT want to get out of bed...

Did you know that this morning I needed to call mama smurf to make sure she had a recipe that Peach said she had given her

I picked up my phone, found her name, and pushed talk

Only thing is...the voice that answered wasn't mom

"Hello?" Peach said

I looked down at my phone and saw that I had, indeed, called Peach

"Oh shoot. Did I call you?"


Well...I didn't want to leave her hanging feeling like I didn't really appreciate her or want to talk to her...

So I said "Well, sorry...I meant to call mom...but I love you anyways!!"

I think I pulled it off...I think she was okay that I didn't mean to call her...

I hope...

My alarm clock died this's been dying for awhile...but it still woke me up, so I haven't gotten rid of it.

When the alarm goes off, the clock starts blinking like the power has gone out...but if I change the time then it stops and life is good again

Well this morning, I got up, snoozed it a couple of times and finally got out of bed

I changed the time, like usual, but it didn't stop blinking so I just left it

But when I got home from work it said it was still 7:12 in the morning...

Bother. That means it's time to have a funeral and buy a new one. Peach is in charge of this funeral as well. ;)

I had something that I was going to tell...but all I really remember is that I had to do something over 3 times before I could finally get it yeah...I don't remember.

Normally I have to go back to my house at least 3 times because I've forgotten something...but that didn't happen this morning...

I normally forget that I have water running in one of my greenhouses around 3 times...but it's been so rainy the past few days I didn't really need to water

I normally walk into Peach's office about 3 times a day to pester bother talk to her...but actually a couple of the times I walked in there because she needed my help, so I'm not counting today

I don't work up in the retail part it wasn't in helping a customer...

Hmmm...nope. Not coming to me. 

You know how when you're getting a cold you can taste it? I've been tasting it for the last couple of days and I'm just really praying that it goes away before it unleashes it's full ugliness

Okay, I feel like all I'm doing is rambling...the sad thing is I had funny stories to tell

I just don't really remember them

So, instead of bothering you some more, I'll sign off for the evening

Hope you had a good day and that you have a great night.



RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

I really enjoyed your conversation with your body, especially when you pulled out the RPBC.

Bossy Betty said...

Sometimes when my body talks to me like that I pretend not to listen. (shhh...)

Dazee Dreamer said...

so when did you stop working in retail?

you realize that if you stop blogging I will have to come for a visit and make your fingers type. just sayin.


Jessica said...

You can taste a cold? I'm pretty sure that'd not normal...

And you need sleep chica!!

P.S. I finally saved that number in my phone. No more calling you to be my operator. Although, Boyfriend makes a lovely secretary. ;)

Noelle said...

Boyfriend does make a lovely secretary...I agree! And I was heartbroken that you didn't call to talk to me, but I got over it.

Venassa said...

Me and my body sometimes have similar conversations. Reeses always helps though.

Kaleena J. said...

UGH! I can't work that long. My brain will abandon me and things get dangerous.

jayayceeblog said...

Sounds like you need some couch time with a fluffy blanket, a big mug of tea with honey and lemon and a good movie. I talk to my body, too, especially when I feel like I'm getting sick. "Oh no, we don't have time for this. Shake it off! It's gonna be a great day!!!"

Anonymous said...

You make me really happy. I like reading your rambling. :) :) :)