Pretty frenetic today. Not much sleep recently. Moving pretty fast, all over the place and jumping from bit of chore to bit of chore to bit of chore. Apparently talking pretty fast and much too. BF had to tell me something and I kept jumping in to finish sentences and he had to tell me to be quiet like a little kid at story time. Lol. It was SO HARD!!! "No jumping in, no commenting on other drivers, no this, no that." Blah blah blah. I jokingly bit my tongue a few times, and when I was getting really antsy, it seriously went through my mind to start talking in sign language(!) I only know letters, and he doesn't even know it, so I would've just been moving my hand like crazy for no reason other than to be able to *talk*, hahaha. Then it occurred how funny that would be and had to laugh a little. Which I'm sure made no sense. I don't even know what he was saying at that point. Ooops. Ok. Well, I've got a lot of stuff to get on (which is the on-going saga of why the lack of sleep), so I better get going, but I will try to get some reasonable sleep. Tomorrow, tonight too busy.


Editing to add…. ok, but wouldn't it be funny though? Driving. Stick shift. Blabbing with hand. Ooooh, time to shift! What would shifting be? Like… punctuation?? Or would it just be the pause of shutting up? Or paragraph indicator? Wait. That would be a turn signal. I couldn't stop thinking about this while washing dishes and had to turn the computer back on. (Just to tell you, 'cause I'm sure you all couldn't stop thinking about it either. Totally joking there.) But I also need to look up something at the library, so there's my excuse.