Now really, I've never been one to advocate silence. Hell, I'm the one that is forever singing (rather loudly, I might add) everywhere, or pounding on the piano, or playing music, or genereally just making noise.
But I was cooped up with my mother from 8 am until 5 10pm non-stop... ALONE. And my mother NEVER stops talking. Which, normally, would be fine. But my mother has this annoying habit of saying the same thing AT LEAST three times over during the course of a day (and I'm honestly not exaggerating), and even when I tell her that she's told me already, she still carries on with the entire story. And of course the telling me what to do which she terms "being a mother" or "trying to help" really burn me up. I mean, I realize she's not honestly trying to make me miserable, but sometimes it really seems like it. And today, I re-learned how much I enjoy silence. Especially in cars.
In other news, I am currently reading Lost Girls by Andrew Pyper under recommendations by Siobhan. Actually, so far it's quite good. Plot line is a bit slow, but I have time.
I'm also going to start trying to learn how to sew tomorrow. THAT should be quite an amusement in itself. I'll keep you updated.
Carry on.
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did mark go and visit friends in England? [Random question- i know...]
You should get a job Mare; then you'd have something better to do w/ your time than listen to your mom's storues three times a day-lol.
-Hope
whoa, what happened to all the old stuff? crazy...
I have a job. It just doesn't start until the 15th.
Then until then, we're here for you- we can feel your pain
-H
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