I stayed up til the wee smalls last night re (re-re-re-re etc...point belabored, move on)reading Misery by Stephen King.
It occured to me this morning that I'm really, at this particular time, indentifying with someone who's TRAPPED in the HOUSE by an INSANE person (or, in my case, PERSONS) and FORCED to PERFORM tasks for their cockadoodie AMUSEMENT.
I'm just saying.
In good news, pre-planning starts next Monday. Or, to continue the parallel, that's when the deputy finds my car in the spring runoff & comes to investigate.
I shouldn't complain...they're my number one fans.
It occured to me this morning that I'm really, at this particular time, indentifying with someone who's TRAPPED in the HOUSE by an INSANE person (or, in my case, PERSONS) and FORCED to PERFORM tasks for their cockadoodie AMUSEMENT.
I'm just saying.
In good news, pre-planning starts next Monday. Or, to continue the parallel, that's when the deputy finds my car in the spring runoff & comes to investigate.
I shouldn't complain...they're my number one fans.
