My mother neglected to bring my sanity. It was one of those things that just didn't get put in the bag. Oh well. I was never on good terms with my sanity anyway. What with him leaving me all the time, it wasn't a healthy relationship. Maybe it's best we're on a break.
My mind seems to have gone missing as well. My mind and I got along better than my sanity and I did. My body and soul are kicking and screaming for a vacation, although they'll have to consent to taking me with them or there won't be any me left to belong to.
When my mind left, he left me a little piece of him to use while he's gone. Guess he figured he didn't need that part. Either way, that little part is almost used up.
Tomorrow I'm going out to provinces for a wedding tomorrow. (Told you that little piece of mind was almost used up.) In between all the stress of trying to obey rules I don't know, I intend to do absolutely nothing of interest other than spend a day at the salon, and perhaps dye my hair. That should pacify my body and souls demands for a break. Who knows, maybe my sanity will get to missing me and come for a visit!
Love and peace or else.
Cleo
P.S.
It's a wonderful thing to be friends with the person you buy jewelry from. It means you get to borrow earrings and necklaces that you have no intent of ever buying for special occasions such as provincial weddings. Suck on that Wal-Mart.
2 comments:
Must be nice having that little setup for jewelry. Luckily enough, I don't wear much jewelry. :)
I'm sorry your sanity has left. At least you can't lose it now! I love you, chica!
And, btw - The Professor and Sunshine can't read the comments on their blogs. Or at least, not yet, anyway. They usually have my copy/paste them into a conversation - unless that's changed recently. Just thought I'd let ya know.
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