Friday, March 5, 2010

I Wonder.

I wonder if I am becoming one of those stay at home Mom's that is starved for adult conversation. As I've mentioned before, we have been remodeling the master bath. For some reason I know all the personal details of the tile guy. I know his girlfriend is pregnant but still married to another guy. I know she's whiny and keeps "C" up at night crying and upset. She doesn't work and feels guilty about it. Not guilty enough to find a job. She doesn't want to get a divorce because she feels sorry for the guy. Why o' why do I know these things? Well, cause I'm chatty I guess. Or maybe I'm bored or have that look. You know the one, the tell me all your worldly problems look. All that being said, we got a hell of a deal on the tiling of our shower. Perhaps cause I'm so damn nice. Maybe now I should start getting involved in some type of activity where adults are during the day. Now that the tile guy only has one more small project, who am I gonna talk too? The poor Husb is gonna just have to sit and listen to me rattle on and on. A five year old only gives you so much quality chatting. I'm just say'in!

3 comments:

3 Men and a Lady said...

Get on twitter, that helps.

Drama Queen said...

Maybe it's time to line up the next project at the house - you know, get someone to replace your windows and you can talk to them!

I actually sit and talk with my cats. That's pathetic, I know. Sigh.

The Grounded Drink Lady said...

I talk to a friend that lives in DC almost everyday. She goes back to flying in June too and has kids about the same age. We're in the same boat!
I just cuss at the cats! Oh the wonders of Twitter. I surely would give me something to do...figuring it out that is!