Is This Normal?

Is this normal that I'm bored, bored, bored. Where is my family??? Well, well, well. Things are getting back to normal around here. Brent's back at work, the boys are back in school. I felt soooo sorry for all of them. No one wanted to get back to the nitty-gritty and I don't blame them one bit. Ian started crying this morning when we were brushing his teeth because he's going to miss his daddy today. Poor little thing. He was absolutely heartbroken. I had the house cleaned by 8:30am and my errands finished by 10am. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? I guess I could clean out something ... but nah. I'll sit here for over an hour reading up on the daily blogs I visit and answering/sending out emails. I love the funny and nasty ones my friend sends me. They crack me up. Brent called at 9am to tell me he cannot get off on vacation the week of Spring Break this year because of he is scheduled for his yearly firearms training that week. I was cracking up. He just got off a two week vacation and he was already planning his next one. He said he liked the feeling of being independently wealthy. I thought that was funny too! My neighbor came by this morning. Trying to catch up on all the gossip and make sure I'm not in the mix. I just like hearing about what's going on, not actually being involved. See that's the funny thing about me. I can't stand most people, yet I am oddly fascinated by these creatures and the decisions they make. When I hear of what so and so did or who said what to whom I just cringe because I cannot believe grown adults act like that. Most of the time I think "I'm standing here watching a train wreck." If they could only hear what I say in my "self-talk." Having worked for a psychologist for 14 years, I've learned about "self-talk" through the business and in therapy. I always just thought it was "me" talking to "me," but the official term is "self-talk." Naw, you're kidding. Duuh. And it took them four years of college and two years of graduate school to learn that! Well, anyway, most of the time when you see me smile or maybe even laugh a little when it's kind of inappropriate and you're talking to me, it's probably because me and my "self-talk" just had a conversation and you were the topic. Just keepin' it real. If you don't want to be in any of my self-talk conversations, don't say anything stupid. Ciao baby!