Im a talker. I love to talk. When I cannot talk, it makes me semi... uneasy. Or something. Not sure yet.
I have laryngitis (self diagnosed- Who needs a doctor to tell them to not talk, drink warm stuff, and get a humidifier going?). I havent ever had laryngitis before. Its nuts. I go from a normal sounding word to Audrey Hepburn at the drop of a hat, IF I can actually make a sound at the time. My mom made me call and cancel an appointment for her- To her husband. As the secretary of the doctor. For my mom. Does that make any damn sense to anyone? Ok. Just checking.
So. Here I am. Completely unable to make any of my thoughts known to anyone in a speaking sense. I have to type. No one but you guys wants to read. So. Totally alone right now. What to do? Its been all day and my mind is starting to scare me. Its telling me that I can talk, I can make the words come out. And then= BLAM. Or not. Actually, what is the word for a quiet "Explosion" of knowledge? Anyway, there is nothing. Nothing at all.
Which brings me to my next point on this- Has anyone tried to yell at a kid (or your husband who is home on a monday driving you crazy), and not been able to? Its highly frustrating. And the madder you get, the harder you yell, the quieter it becomes. How is this possible?! And then the worst of it all- They laugh. They not only laugh, they squirt tears. Big tears, and they begin grabbing their sides because the cramping is almost too much to bear. What? Do you not see the anger radiating off of me? To yourself- Do I really only have a vicious bark and no bite anymore, or are they as crazy as I am? Are they not aware that they are two seconds off from something being thrown? Either at them, or against the wall (that Ill have to clean up anyway?)?
Sheesh. Time for plan B. What is plan B? The silent treatment? CRAP. That aint working, either.
SO. Plan C. What is plan C? HMMM. Can anyone give me a plan C?! I need a plan C!!!