What Happens When it Rains

You know those moments when you just stop, stare ahead and think, “Wow... there goes what’s left of my sanity”? I had that moment today. I bet you’ll never guess what I was doing! Oh alright, I’ll tell you. I was making myself lunch, quesadillas, and as I was making them I was singing about how I was making them to the tune of Don’t Cry for me Argentina. Evita Peron was turning in her grave, trying to get her hands up to her ears. Wait... did they waxify her? I don’t remember.

Meeko also ran away. Well, he didn’t run... he wanted to make sure I didn’t drop anything, but he turned his head, keeping his ears as far away from me as possible.

Apart from that little gem, it rained today! It just started suddenly, knocking out my TV just as I was half paying attention to the various things I should know in order to save my pet’s life. That Dr. Oz... he really does cover all the bases. I must admit, I was far more interested in signs of illness in animals than I was in “the secrets your teens don’t want you to know.” Well yes, that’s what the word secret implies. Turns out the secret was that 1 in 3 teenagers in high school are having sex and that most are being unsafe. My mind was totally blown. But really. THAT was a secret? I think the majority of parents are in denial if that’s a secret. Now there’s a statistic for ya. But I was talking about the rain... came suddenly, stopped suddenly and caused a lot more humidity. Mia Thermopolis hair here I come! Do I get a princess makeover too!?

Given the quiet and lack of functioning technology, I had plenty of time to write. By time, I mean lack of distractions to keep me from writing. Which is a good thing. I managed to rewrite chapter 2 to my satisfaction and explain the existence of a multi-world universe in a manner that was not confusing. Honestly, I’m a bit surprised with myself for that one. I didn’t think I’d be able to get the ideas on paper in a way that was half logical. It was one of those, it makes sense in my head, but will it make sense outside that twisted little space, moments. But it does. YAY!

Unfortunately, I have physio tomorrow morning at eight o’clock, then I have to sit another round of NSO and then... I have to head down to the mall and return a pair of shoes. Long day ahead and I’m willing to wager I won’t get enough sleep. It’ll make the death glares more entertaining.

Lauren.