I have no idea what you’re talking about… so here’s a bunny with a pancake on it’s head.
I have become addicted to a couple of things in the past two weeks. One of them is cookie solitaire on my phone. Stephen and I desperately and conveniently needed new phones right as the new iphones were coming out in July. So, I relented and we got them and said they could be a good write off because Steve can code and develop applications for it. Well, I started going down the list of free downloads, and yep, solitaire. This is my downfall. Then add cookies to it to make it all sweet and stuff. So now while I wait in line for my kids to get out of school, I sit and play solitaire on my phone. Is it bad that I am secretly disappointed when they climb in the car, because that means I have to stop playing and drive? And yes, just to ease your minds, I do stop playing.
Next addiction is facebook. I just started this one last week. I am having such fun looking up old pals and am always so excited when someone finds me. I have wasted countless hours.
Next, I stare at the computer forever looking at houses for sale. I’m not saying we’re buying, or not buying. I just keep looking at the great deals.
That brings me to the next. Craigslist. How hypnotizing is craigslist? It’s ridiculous.
Now, it’s not that I have nothing else to do. I was just called as nursery coordinator (again). I always have the coop. I am the 4th grade art masterpiece coordinator for my kids elementary school, plus I am teaching one of the first grade classes because no one else signed up. No, it’s not even my daughter’s class. I am supposed to be editing pictures for my book. We just started soccer for both the girls. Kas and Stephen start football next week. Trying to come up with a way to make Kas’ birthday amazing without spending a trillion $ etc., etc…
Addictions are bad. I think someone told me that once.