Playtime

I finished all my work today and got to leave an hour early. That was nice. So I hurried home and ended up watching "Dr. Phil." The family on today's episode (a rerun, I think) was so messed up. I am surprised the couple is still together.

One thing I couldn't figure out, though: at the end of the show, Dr. Phil told them he was giving them an all-expense-paid five-day trip to the Carribbean. Now, that's all fine and dandy, but why not use that money to help pay their overdue bills, which were causing even more marital tension? I would like to go on a trip like that, but I'd rather have the money to pay bills.

It was definitely nice to get home an hour earlier than I usually do, and just veg out in front of the tv. DH was showering and DD was napping, so I had plenty of time to veg. I even spent some time writing in my paper journal.

Having an extra free hour at home was especially nice since I woke up in a foul mood today. The starlings were arguing with each other at 4 a.m. Stupid birds. I think I woke up every hour after that. Ugh. Stupid birds. The weather turned humid today, so I turned the a/c back on. I am not about to try to sleep without the a/c on tonight. Too hot.

Time to take some miracle drug. My shoulder hurts.

Did I mention that since I started devoting more time to writing, my tension seems to have dissipated? I guess that's what happens when I find a new obsession.