Turning a bit crazy
Lughnasadh was great. It was simple; there was great food, and can I just say two words: Honey Cornbread!!!! Unbelievably good.
I've spent the last few days building furniture and decorating the downstairs apartment. Troll queen is supposed to be out by the 6th. Yes, that's tomorrow. BLISS!
So, I was at the grocery store yesterday (the big, evil grocery store that's taking over the world), and my mind began to wander to my interview coming up tomorrow, the rest of my shopping list, other stuff I needed to get done, etc. You know regular mind/thought fodder. Well, if you know me, you know that I tend to musically ramble. Like, I'll just sing little hooks or lyrics from songs that I've been listening to. Not the whole song, but while I'm thinking or doing something, I typically will be humming along to songs. Well, apparently while I was getting lost in thoughts yesterday, something a bit...crazy happened. I stopped thinking about extraneous stuff and pseudo-checked back in on reality only to find that I'd stopped singing lyrics from actual songs. Instead, I had apparently been musically narrating my shopping trip.
That's right. Musically narrating my shopping trip. There were such hit tunes as "I need to get a measuring cup" and "Now it's time to get jalapenos!" I have a feeling that this is the beginning of my mental decline. Now, I suppose, I should get a bunch of cats and push around a shopping cart while drooling and talking about the end of the world.
What's worse is the question of exactly how long I had been singing my shopping. How many people heard me singing about shopping? :::sigh:::
Love and Lyte,