It’s just a Turkey!

So tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I have declined all offers to have dinner. I decided I’d prefer to be alone, and that is really bothering my family. My aunt emailed me today to tell me that she’s “worried” about me, and that she feels as if I’m “isolating” myself. It’s Thanksgiving, people, not Christmas!

If the shoe were on the other foot.

Over the weekend, I went to get a hair cut. I had gone in the day before, insisting that I wanted to chop it all off “Up to HERE!” I said, pointing to a place just below my earlobe. Michel, my long-time hairdresser laughed at me and told me she’d make me an appointment for Saturday, and that I better sleep on my idea.

Toppled.

Do any of you remember this game? You could play with 2-4 players, each taking turns to place their piece onto the “board”. I remember wanting to be brave and put my pieces on the outer edges (where you could score more points)…but it always seemed that I was the person who toppled the game.

New problems, old friends.

I’ve had my “new” computer for six months. Until my building got struck by lighting in August, I had no trouble with the computer at all. I replaced the motherboard after that incident, and the computer has been fine. This past Sunday night I started thinking that the computer was running a little slow, but then I realized it had been on for about a week without a reboot. I use my computer as my alarm clock, so I didn’t want to shut down for the night, but decided I would reboot Monday morning.

Could’ve been worse.

I wanted a nice, quiet weekend without stress or pressure, and with a couple minor exceptions I got exactly what I wanted. I think my crazy neighbor has gone off his meds again, and has taken to knocking on my door at all hours of the day and night.

So unlike me.

I know it might come as quite a shock…