By The Wiz
Everybody seems to be telling me that making lists will solve all my problems. My realtor especially. She’s a HUGE fan of lists. I am too, really, truly I am, but it doesn’t seem to be helping. But I’ll try again - A list - Why I am special.
1. I am special because I am organized enough to get my car inspected in March when it isn’t due until April. Unfortunately, I don’t get around to actually registering my car in May, and at that point the inspection is expired and I get to do it again. Ah, me.
2. I am special because when I hang up my cell phone and I am angry, I throw it on the driveway. When the cell phone bounces, I am ticked at it, and so I pick it up and throw it again, until it breaks into pieces. My cell phone still works. My special, special phone.
3. I am special because I burst into tears at the sight of fancy grapefruit juice. My husband bought it because he knows I like it, even though he calls the stuff ‘pure acid’ and my kids won’t touch it with a ten foot pole. More for me, baby.
4. I am special because I can’t comment on any blogger blogs anymore for some cosmic reason. I’m sure the universe is telling me to stop blogging. I can’t create a google account, and my old blogger account doesn’t seem to work anymore. So if you have a blogger blog, I’m sorry, I just can’t be your commenting buddy anymore. I’m too special.