Ambien and sleep eating
OH... yea.. what's that called... "Old Timer's Disease".. I got the attention span of a carrot! I guess I was a little anxious about this dinner meeting Monday night and I've had it on my mind. Ok.. the luncheon thing.... When Jon realized that I was freaked, (more like pissed)... he made arrangements for the boss to pick him up at the store and they left from there. Later on I sent the kids to pick up his car. I mean.. c'mon... I moved here to get AWAY from the stress! He knows how I am though. With just the right push I'll just run away from home again and he wouldn't dare risk losing his servant. He PROMPTLY made other arrangements for lunch. Try as I may throughout the years, I just can't be totally submissive. I got too much hot, guinea blood goin' on in me I guess. PS.. I'm still havin' a freakin' coronary about the saggy couch though. It's my own fault .. it was MY OWN ass that caused it. ::shaking head:: LOL