I'm contemplating some things that sound suspiciously like a mid-life crisis (although I think I went through that a few years ago when I briefly wanted to be a cougar). Here are a few thoughts:
- Now is the time to dye my hair blue, right?
- This room needs rearranging. This house needs rearranging.
- I want to retire and become a cat.
- I am incapable of doing a quarantine cut on my hair. Should I just give in and shave it off? (After I turn it blue)
- Five more fountain pens. I need five more fountain pens.
- I could teach my cats to type.
- I need five more cats!
I will not do most of these. I just asked my husband whether I should die my hair blue or buzz it, and he scowled at me. Sigh.
I have to find something constructive to get through this. Maybe I should write.
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