Last week I lost one of the rubber ear pieces for my earbuds and replaced it with one that was slightly different and then I had different sound in each ear. That just wouldn't do. I had some other replacement ear pieces and also an extra pair of earbuds somewhere. But where did I put them? Of course, this didn't occur to me until after I'd already gone to bed. I couldn't have thought about it earlier in the evening. That would have been too convenient. After going through the many possible places they could be, I couldn't let it go. I had to get out of bed and check if they were there. They weren't in any of those places. And so, the earbud thoughts went on.
|I was thinking of this scene over and over. Thanks to the internet, now you can too!|
And, as thoughts tend to do, the earbuds thoughts somehow morphed into the "hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil" saying. What about smell no evil and touch/feel no evil?! THESE ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT KEEP ME AWAKE AT NIGHT!
|But can't you SMELL that?!|
And then, I started thinking about trash bags. Logical segue, right? This past weekend I was at my brother and SIL's house and my brother had just taken out the trash, so I grabbed another trash bag. To my amazement, they smelled like heaven. They were a special Febreze-scented variety and WHY HAVE I NEVER HEARD OF THESE? I need these in my life. Who doesn't want to pretend their trash don't stink?
|Shield that odor.|
The last thing I remember thinking about while falling asleep is my freaking car registration/tax bill. I have several neighbors whose car registrations expired years ago and they're driving around with expired tags and I'm losing sleep over the fact that I have a $150 bill for car registration and taxes that I have to budget for in the next month. I got really close to convincing myself that I'm going to turn all my neighbors in to the police before it was clear I needed to find a way to just go to sleep already.
|I'd hire someone to read this to me but laughing isn't conducive to sleep.|
I actually had to take out my phone and add a "note" with all this in it so that it was documented somewhere other than in my head.
I'm very troubled.