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!


Anonymous 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!