Have you ever had your brain turn to goo?
It is right now.
I am stream-of-conscious-typing this right now after staring at my screen for twenty full minutes. It was like those 3D pictures from the 90’s where if you stare long enough and let your eyeballs relax, a picture of a ship will jump out at you. Everyone would always yell, “Ahh! I see it!”, “Oh! It’s a ship!”
Whatever ship I’m looking for has clearly sailed.
I scrolled through my notes on my phone to jog my memory about three blog posts I know I wanted to write. I had no desire to write any of them anymore. They seemed flat…
Everything has been sucked out of me this week.
Teething babies are cranky and sleepless. Preschoolers with coughs are cranky and sleepless. Husbands with too much on their plate are cranky and sleepless.
I went to an appointment yesterday to get an ex-ray on my knee and they told me I couldn’t do the procedure because I had my one year old with me. They couldn’t allow him past the double doors because of the radiation, and I have no idea why I hadn’t thought of that before hand. They asked me if I could call someone to come and watch him for 45 min to an hour. I laughed weakly. They asked if I wanted to come back at the end of the day after I schedule some help. I said, “I don’t have help”. They asked, “What about tomorrow?” I said, “I don’t have help… ever”.
Today I am deflated.
Tomorrow is new.
I should sleep.
My brain is goo…
a goo pancake.
Now I’m hungry.