Soooo….it’s not very often that I get to leave the house and mingle with other people. Not that I’m confined to the house mind you, but because I absolutely hate leaving the house in the cold winter months.
But yesterday, my other half and I did visit some friends and conversed for an hour or two on various subjects. Including this blog, which they read, and how they so much like it when I rag on my other half about how she blows my mind while I’m attempting to write this blog by constantly breaking my train of thought with stupid stuff.
Like, “Honeeeee, the house is on fire!”
“For cripes sake dear, can’t ya see I’m writing here!”
She of course admitted to doing that but also admitted that it’s a sickness. “Interruppta phobia.”
Which is the fear of not being able to interrupt someone when they are concentrating. This is mostly an affliction suffered by the majority of women who live with men. There is no cure.
Sooooo. I said to myself. “HAH! I think I’ll simply appear to be writing a blog just to see how many time she interrupts me and then type what she said that was so earth shattering that I had to stop what I was concentrating on and listen to her”.
So far I’ve heard, “Huh”…..two times. Which is supposed to be my cue to say, “What.”
But I didn’t bite. So, now I’m going back to my other blog page and…….(5:56PM)
“Dear, did you know that Joe McCarthy was a real asshole?”
I just nodded. Now back to my other page and blog…..(5:57PM)
So, I managed to work on that other blog till now…(6:29PM) when she interrupted me and said, “Boy, that Joe DiMaggio was a real prick. Did ya know blah, blah, blah.blah blah.
Sensing that this might not be the perfect time to write a blog I decided to call my friend Tom for some lighthearted jabber rather than get uptight because she was constantly breaking my train of thought as I was attempting to write.
Tom and some of the guys were into a heavy card game of “Fish,” and he invited me over to join him and the other guys. However, I reluctantly had to decline.
So, I went back to my writing.
Then as I thought it was safe to go back to writing………(5:58PM)
“And, that Joe McCarthy was a freaking drunk too. That’s why they never invited him back to Boston. AND…DiMaggio, geesh, if they gave him two first class plane tickets he’d use one and cash in the other. What a cheap bastard.”
I nodded and went back to writing…..again…….(5:59PM)
I thought I was pretty much safe from being interrupted when……….
“Dear…(laugh) look at that Russian’s military hat on the news.” (6:41PM)
Grrrrrrr. Think I’ll attempt a fake out and pretend I’m writing just to see what she interrupts me with next.
Hmmmm. Maybe I’m safe. Ok…back to my writing.
(7:10PM) HAH! Made it. I actually finished writing. Um, actually I finished writing at 6:50PM and she still hadn’t interrupted me and……um wait……..I think she just said something.
“I didn’t say anything……I didn’t want to bother you while you were writing.”
“Um….when was that?”
“Ten minutes ago.”
“Ok…so I’m done writing. So what do ya wanna say to me?”
Presently burying her body under a snow bank in the backyard until the thaw hits and I can throw her dead lifeless body, along with that #!#*@*$# Ted Williams book into my wood chipper.
Hmmmm. I sense a very humorous blog subject there.
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