My Bizarre Today I was sitting in my kitchen pondering about bread. Well actually, I was looking at a bag full of 'pan de sal' -- 3 bags of dinner rolls in that large grocery bag. That's 3 dozen rolls. Now I've been staring at that bag for nearly 3 weeks now. What's bizarre is that I know I will never open the bag and eat those rolls. So for days I've just let it sit there undisturbed. I could have taken them to someone who could have used them. I could have put them in the freezer to be used another day but then again, I know I would have let them sit in the freezer for months and not use them. How do I know that? Because there are a couple of loaves of bread in my freezer that I should just chuck in the garbage because they have been freezing for a long, long time. Months. So as soon as I see enough mold growing on them rolls, I'll heave a sigh and throw them out. Why do I do this? 'Tis bizarre.
There are also several bottles of water around my house and car in varying degrees of consumption. I have to admit that for some odd reason, I don't like to drink all the water in the bottle. But I don't want to throw a bottle with water still in it. So they sit on my table or car for days until I can get desperate enough to drink all the water so I can get rid of the bottles. Today I drank from about 4 nearly-empty-bottles-of-water so I can tidy up. Why do I do this? 'Tis bizarre.
Today, my cleaning lady is coming. So I spent half the day tidying up my bedroom and actually cleaning my kitchen so she doesn't think I'm a piggy when she comes in the afternoon. I pay her good money to do what I just did. Why do I do this? 'Tis bizarre.
For the past year, I've painstakingly watched my bangs grow ever so slow so I can get a sleek hair-cut. I also promised myself to never get bangs again---that I would stick to this decision this time around since I've disobeyed that same mantra several times before. But 3 weeks ago, I went to get my hair coloured and came out of there with short bangs that I don't want and didn't want in the first place but I was goaded into having. Why do I do that? 'Tis bizarro!
There are also several bottles of water around my house and car in varying degrees of consumption. I have to admit that for some odd reason, I don't like to drink all the water in the bottle. But I don't want to throw a bottle with water still in it. So they sit on my table or car for days until I can get desperate enough to drink all the water so I can get rid of the bottles. Today I drank from about 4 nearly-empty-bottles-of-water so I can tidy up. Why do I do this? 'Tis bizarre.
Today, my cleaning lady is coming. So I spent half the day tidying up my bedroom and actually cleaning my kitchen so she doesn't think I'm a piggy when she comes in the afternoon. I pay her good money to do what I just did. Why do I do this? 'Tis bizarre.
For the past year, I've painstakingly watched my bangs grow ever so slow so I can get a sleek hair-cut. I also promised myself to never get bangs again---that I would stick to this decision this time around since I've disobeyed that same mantra several times before. But 3 weeks ago, I went to get my hair coloured and came out of there with short bangs that I don't want and didn't want in the first place but I was goaded into having. Why do I do that? 'Tis bizarro!
