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December 29, 2006 | Family & Life
There are only two days left of 2006, the holidays are over and Me, Myself and I are trying to relax. Especially after Me and Myself ran into each other the other day while trying to complete last minute preparations. Since we’re writers and use dialog tags, for this conversation I’m not using any. Needless to say, this Twilight Zone moment resulted in my sitting in the lazyboy with a TALL glass of white wine the next day.
Me (Standing at the bottom of the stairs): Hey! Where are you going?
Myself: (Standing at the top of the stairs): Huh?
Me: Where are you going? Are you coming down, because I’m coming up.
Myself: I’m not sure anymore. I forget. Thanks for interrupting my train of thought.
Me: That doesn’t take much. (Me said under her breath)
Myself: I heard you. Anyway I came up here to do something. Damn, what was it? (Tapping foot and shaking head) Oh that’s it! I was going to fold clothes and then read.
Me: You can’t fold clothes now. JGirl isn’t feeling well and we may have to take her to urgent aid.
Myself: Can’t that girl come home without being sick? I really need to finish cleaning upstairs before one of us takes her.
Me: I just mopped the upstairs bathroom floor and cleaned the shower.
Myself: (Silent) You did? When?
Me: (Rolling my eyes and sighing): About an hour ago?
Myself: Really? I just changed the sheets?
Me: What? Really? I just changed them too? Damn! Did you clean the bathroom too?
Myself: Are you crazy? Of course not!
Me: Yeah, I thought not. Okay, why are you coming downstairs?
Myself: Hmm, to see what you were doing? You’ve been talking to yourself all day. No one in this house is listening to you.
Me: I was mumbling because no one put Christmas decorations upstairs.
Myself: I didn’t want to. At least I got the tree up.
Me: YOU!!
Myself: Well, JMan helped.
Me: You couldn’t remember where the tree lights were.
Myself: You threw them out last year. Said we were going to get new ones, better ones.
Me:(Silence) Oh, I said that?
Myself: Told you, you’d forget. Now why are you coming upstairs?
Me: I forget. I’m tired. Can’t we just lay down and take a nap?
Myself: Sounds good to me. But remember, Hubby, JMan and JGirl expect dinner and you realize that means the three of us must cook.
Me: Why? We’ll have to do it again the next day.
Myself: Get a grip. Have you seen our glasses?
Me: Nope, you had them on last while you were addressing holiday cards.
Myself: Frack, I was doing the cards. Have you seen ‘I’?
Me: Nope. I is nowhere to be found.
Myself: Hey hold it a second. Let me look in our bedroom. (Myself goes to look in the bedroom and yells from the door) I is already taking a nap. And our glasses are on the nightstand.
Me: Save a space for me. (Runs up the stairs and slams the door shut behind her)
JMan: Hey Mom! What’s for dinner?
Lesson: Multitasking sucks!
This is too funny. LOL. But I’m wondering if you’re just being a writer and makin gthis up or if it rally happened. And don’t laugh no I”m not crazy but since I dabble in the paranormal what you described actually happens and has a name that I can’t remember at present but have a book and will check it out as soon as I come off the net. I will email you and tell you what it’s called. I wouldn’t mine if some of my other parts cleaned while I wrote.
Yasmine, this is a blast and VERY visual. I can see You and Yourself holding such a conversation, but I know You would be laughing her rear off. As for Her – that chick knows what it’s all about!
Happy New Year!
Hotclue and I understand this perfectly, since we were doing the same thing last week. This week is a lot better. Hots left the country and I’m left to decipher my DVD player instructions as well as our new phone instructions. I’m reading those this morning. Again. Hots is in Bermuda, soaking under the sun, hoping the phone will be programmed and working by the time she gets back.
Happy New Year, Yasmine Y’all. May all five of you and me make it through the new year intact. 😉
Love, Beth
LOL, Unfortuantely, Dyanne, sometimes it feels just like I just ran into myself when I’m running around doing things.
Thanks, Beth. I’m guaranteed to have a great New Year’s party with me. When I get tired, I don’t have to kick anyone out, we can all go to bed!
Thanks, Sloane. Me, Myself and I get along very well. Hey, this could explain my ‘affection’ for purses! ROFL, the three of us have different tastes.
I missed a whole year somewhere. 😉
I can see this happening. I can hear it, and I FEEL YOUR PAIN.
Happy New Year!
WOW! My mother is crazy…I guess I will have to committ you sooner than I thought…
Molly, how did you lose a year??
Can’t commit me JGirl. I’m not crazy yet. Right, Me and Myself, right??
“There are only 2 days left of 2007…”
LOL!
Happy New Year.
Yes Molly I’m ready to move to 2008. Thanks for catching it for me, I’ve corrected it. Happy Year!
Yasmine, Happy New Year to you and your family! You are a hoot, what an imagination you have. It was fun reading and peeking into a day of your life.
I wouldn’t recommend peeking, you might call the white coats to come get me. Thanks for stopping by. Lunch?