Posts Tagged ‘Sanity’

So There’s Really No Need

March 30, 2017

I never question my sanity . . . . well, not since I realized it was going to insist on whispering answers to me whether I asked it or not, at least.

(Inspired by something I saw today on social media.)

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An Internal Monologue

August 8, 2016

Right!  I meant to place the order for that cleaner that was recommended to L’s Mother.  Let’s see here . . .

Ground shipping only.  Huh.  That’s not a problem, but it seems odd for them to specify like that.  Oh, it’s because the chemicals are toxic.

Oh. 

Well . . . you could say pretty much the same thing about bleach, right?  You just have to be careful.  

Wow.  Look at the all the cities in Alaska that you can’t ship this stuff to. 

Well . . .  I don’t live in Alaska, nor do I live in any of the countries you can’t ship this stuff to either.

Maybe I should consider moving, but in meantime I think I’ll be looking at alternative cleaning methods . . .

Status Check . . . Failed

May 21, 2015

After a tiring Tuesday with my son, and a Wednesday with him that went beyond wearying into full-bore exhausting, I’m starting to wonder about the effects of this week on my sanity.  On one hand, I’ve always believed that so long as you’re still concerned about your sanity, you’re probably okay, but on the other hand, I’m pretty sure it’s a bad sign when you start getting defensive about your sanity because your dog looked at you funny . . .

Exactly!

January 23, 2015

We value the same things; we just prioritize them differently!

– L’s Mother response to someone claiming they had “very different” political views than she did.

Yesterday I Found A BBQ Grill With A Warning That Grill Would Be Hot While In Use

October 2, 2012

“It seemed to me,” said Wonko the Sane, “that any civilization that had so far lost its head as to need to include a set of detailed instructions for use in a packet of toothpicks, was no longer a civilization in which I could live and stay sane.”

So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish  by Douglas Adams