I spent the better half of yesterday evening trying to make time go quicker. You see, I don’t do so well after about 6pm. The day is winding down and all of my caffeine is wearing off and this usually marks the end of all the good things I have done throughout the day.. Idle time for me can be destructive.
So, when I started hitting the skids…I felt the need to announce it aloud to my husband and continue to do so EVERY TEN MINUTES. He had to be so annoyed with me, but being the patient man he is and a little sick (he found my struggle amusing), he listened to every battle I encountered.
“Honey, I want chips” “Honey, I would eat a tub of ice cream” Bla, bla, bla….on it went.