Snow

Seems when you fall asleep for the night at 7:30 in the evening, you're likely to wake up a little earlier the next morning than you would have if you'd gone to bed at your usual 2am. Now because I was awake, I was able to move my car out of the way for Tom who is already off to work. Since I was outside freezing my buns off anyway, I decided to fly out to the bank and to Horton's for a brown cup. It started to snow at some point during my outing but I hadn't noticed until I pulled back into the driveway. Where in the Hell is Spring? Ugh. By the time I need to leave for work, all the idiot drivers who are scared of snow will be out and I will be forced to crawl along the highway at 20km per hour.

I have decided that I am a very boring person. When I started this blog, my intentions were to stalk people in the background and look at their clever ideas and thoughts, but then decided it would be a good place to make a "journal" of sorts. Only problem is, I have nothing to write in here. For example - my day yesterday:

Got out of bed
Woke the boys up
Took a bath
Woke the boys up again
Got dressed
Woke the boys up again
Fed the cats
Woke the boys up again
Brushed my teeth and put cream on my face
Lost it on the boys
Set up the crock pot (Italian Herbed Chicken)
Rushed the boys to get dressed
Rushed the boys through breakfast
Rushed the boys to get their lunches together
Rushed the boys to brush their teeth (don't think they actually did though)
Rushed the boys out to the car - forgot to turn on the crock pot - went back inside to do that
Drove the boys to school as they were going to be late
Noticed I was on fumes so I stopped for gas at a station that only had two pumps working.
Waited in line for gas for ten minutes.
Drove to Horton's and spent a small fortune on morning coffees
Noticed the time -and because I was now late, hit every red light on my way to the highway
Stopped by Tom's work to drop of his coffee and say our good mornings.
Flew up the street to work - hit every red light - only 17 minutes late
Turned on my computer
Fed the cat at work - scooped her litter
Did up a few invoices so the driver could do some deliveries
Typed an entry on my blog about the the dream I had
Chatted on IM with my stalker
Watched the clock for 7 hours or so.
Drove home - hitting every red light when I wasn't on the highway
Made rice for four of us.
Was informed Brett was staying at Talon's for dinner
Ate dinner
Did the dishes
Made rice pudding with the leftover rice
Fell asleep while it was cooking.
Burnt the rice pudding.
Called to see if Talon's Mom had had enough of the giggler (he giggles NON STOP - unless he's fighting with Cole or complaining it's not his turn to unload the dishwasher)
Was told I could wait until 7 to pick up Brett
Tried to eat the burnt rice pudding, but it was too burnt.
Picked up Brett
Went to PetSmart to buy cat food and litter
Bought coffee for Tom and myself
Drove home.
Fell asleep on the couch as soon as I laid back into a horizontal position.
Slept a dreamless sleep.

So far today:
5:45am - Woke up
Dumped the full coffee that was on the table in front of me
Scraped the rice pudding into the garbage
Fed the cats
Sent an email regarding a skipped support payment
Moved my car for Tom
Decided to get coffee and do my banking while I was outside freezing anyway
Sat down and described my life on the edge to anyone dumb enough to sit and read this.

... and the cycle continues.

I have decided that it's a good idea for someone like me to keep a journal such as this - if for no other reason than for people to read it and say "By God, no wonder she went insane."

Poor Tom. He must be as bored as I am. Well, unless there are sports on. We did talk at dinner, but other than that, the only thing he heard out of me was snoring. He says I sound like Chewbaka (I don't know how to spell that) when I sleep. Nice eh? (Proving I'm Canadian with the "eh"). I was watching the comedy network a week or so ago and there was an Italian guy talking about how Canadians talk backwards. We say "How're you doing eh?" where Italians say "eh, how you doin?"

Alright - I think this has got to be the longest, most boring blog entry in the history of mankind. It has taken me 20 minutes to type it out as I have hit the backspace key more than they actual letter keys - probably 20:1. I do not look at the keyboard and this normally is not a problem, but for some reason today, I can't spell or something?? I don't look at the phone or the calculator when entering numbers either. I was trying to chat with a very confused older lady on the phone (actually, I was just as confused) then I realized that the keys on a calculator and the keys on a phone are reversed. DOH!

Okay okay okay. I am done. I am insane. I am boring and I am done typing for now! Have to wake the boys up ten times, then go to work and watch the clock for 7 or 8 hours. Ugh.

Life on the edge.