No, I didn’t. But for some reason that line from Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion popped into my head, and as with other things that pop into my head, I put it down. In a blog. This one, right here.
I have 1/2 hour before I need to leave to collect the girls from school.
Now I have fifteen minutes.
Things I can do in 15 minutes:
- make another cup of coffee
- check email AGAIN
- panic about employment
- do laundry
- empty dishwasher
I think, instead, I’ll eat another piece of delicious pumpkin pie that I made last night. The girls didn’t reject it this time, since I cut back on the nutmeg. The last pie I made, which was targeted to help get them out of bed in the morning, which I handmade the crust for, was rejected because of too much nutmeg. I had to give half the pie away to a good friend or eat it in its entirety. Which would have been too much. I usually get the girls to eat more than half of the pies I make. We like pie for brekky. Yum.
Bought five lottery tickets this morning after chatting with my sis on the phone. She said the MegaMillions was up to $72 million, so I figured I’d better get up on that. Since spending morning after morning searching through possible job leads is getting me nowhere tangible. Might as well play the lottery.