throw my keys into my crowded purse after I lock my car when I know that in just two minutes I’ll need them to open my house door? As a result, I then have to fish through my purse and although I can hear them jingling and mocking me, I can’t seem to grab them, until only when I drop my purse to the floor and search for them. Grr. Why do I always end up putting on makeup before I brush my teeth and then end up wiping the lower half off?Why do I get so needy and depressed during my time of the month, or as my friends and I have nicknamed it, "when Aunt Mildred is visiting?"
Why do I have nothing else better to write?