Losing It...
Ever have one of those days where you realize you are losing it?
For example, say you are doing a crossword puzzle and you realize the word that solves the clue is LIMOS.
Lime-os? you think. What the heck are lime-os?
Try and try as you might, you can not think of the meaning of the word lime-os. You look it up the dictionary. No luck. So you ask your husband and he says "doesn't that say limos, as in limousine?"
Ah, riiiigggghhhhtttt.
Or how about this one? You stop your car at the stop light. You wait patiently until your left hand turn arrow turns green. When you see that emerald arrow illuminate you, as you are required to by law, turn left.
You make your turn passing beneath the crimson, red stop light going the other direction. Your chest swells with panic believing you have just run a red light.
You scan the horizon for cops, you worry, you swear up and down that you saw your light turn green. Finally, after driving almost the entire two miles between the intersection and your neighborhood you realize...oh, wait! Your light was green. That red light was for the cross street.
Really? That never happens to you, huh? Guess, I'm the only one who's losing it. :)
For example, say you are doing a crossword puzzle and you realize the word that solves the clue is LIMOS.
Lime-os? you think. What the heck are lime-os?
Try and try as you might, you can not think of the meaning of the word lime-os. You look it up the dictionary. No luck. So you ask your husband and he says "doesn't that say limos, as in limousine?"
Ah, riiiigggghhhhtttt.
Or how about this one? You stop your car at the stop light. You wait patiently until your left hand turn arrow turns green. When you see that emerald arrow illuminate you, as you are required to by law, turn left.
You make your turn passing beneath the crimson, red stop light going the other direction. Your chest swells with panic believing you have just run a red light.
You scan the horizon for cops, you worry, you swear up and down that you saw your light turn green. Finally, after driving almost the entire two miles between the intersection and your neighborhood you realize...oh, wait! Your light was green. That red light was for the cross street.
Really? That never happens to you, huh? Guess, I'm the only one who's losing it. :)
Comments
I loved your post on primary too. I feel the same way.