Peace on Earth

My dogs are barking. The house is very clean. I smell bleach. It is dark, cloudy and drizzly outside, but not cold. I can hear the dryer turning in the kitchen, and I am thinking about washing my clothes for the week. I am alone. I am finally alone.

My alone time is very precious to me, and I haven't had enough of it lately. My daughter has moved out, but sleeps on my couch most of the time still. My nephew drops by unannounced at least 3 times a night, and my ex is alway here. They have all finally left for the evening, and for once, I can have some peace.

Tomorrow, I am going to spend some time with my beautiful mother. I have not seen her in a couple of weeks, and I need my "mommy" time. She keeps me sane.

I went running today in the drizzle. It was nice. I love to run in the rain. My running partner and I are only running 3 times a week. I think I will start going without her a couple of days a week. I am really getting the bug, so I must run more often. I think she was kind of mad that I decided to go and visit my mom tomorrow instead of going to church with her. I don't care. She went to see Ron White tonight and invited someone else to go...so THERE.

I feel a headache creeping up the back of my neck. Soon it will devour the right side of my head. I am starting to feel a deep need to become Jackie Chan, or Jim Carey, so I know that PMS is on the horizon. I don't just want to imitate Jackie Chan or Jim Carey, I want to become them. It is usually one or the other. Right now, I am feeling sort of Jackie Chan-ish, but it could flip very quickly. I'm never both at the same time.

So, enough of my crazy talk. I should take advantage of my alone time and masturbate.