I am in my house alone, and I just said, out loud, "I think I want to lay on the couch." I have this incredible urge to do so; it's almost like a magnetic force is pulling me out of this chair and into the living room.
Why was I just talking to myself out loud? Did I want to hear my voice? Am I lonely? There are a ton of clothes in the laundry room that need to be folded; why is that magnetic force not pulling me in that direction. Why are my eyes getting heavy, and my thoughts leaning toward snuggling in the year-round-Christmas blanket we keep in the living room (hey, it matches) and just closing my eyes to see what will happen.
I'm going to go do that, but I promise to come back and let you know how it went...
OK, so I was on the couch, all scrunched up, head tucked under the pillow AND the blanket, my hands clasped together and in between my legs to keep them warm (NO SICKOS!), and then I started thinking I misused the word LAY in this post, so I laid there (doing it again!), wondering if I used proper grammar or if it should have been lie, lied, laid, lay, have lain... I sooo hate that word that most of the time if I have to use it, I'll change the context of the sentence in order not to screw up. I guess that's just my "perfectionist" nature in me! Ha, yeah right.
Laundry still not folded. Dishes still in sink. Thinking about eating frozen pizza for dinner.
Enlighten me -- What are some of your uncontrollable urges?