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Lost in a sea of yarn and needles. Lusting after handmade socks and all things lacy


Suzann Gets Stuck In The Stupid Place

Everyday around 2pm I am off for a nap. I get up at 5:30 am to make breakfast and wave the folks out the door. No problem. But by 2:00pm I am exhausted and need to rest. At first there was a bit of resistance to nap time. Then the quality of the dinners went down the tube, and nap time was reinstalled. So I went off for my rest and something happened. Granted I have a rich inner life this one was over the top.
I found I couldn't talk. Couldn't even mouth words. People were talking to me, and I was shaking my head, franticly. Trying to let them know I couldn't speak. Hands grabbed me and a voice boomed out..."Dawn come quick, your mother is stuck in the Stupid Place again" They began pushing be back and forth and slapping me. Not hard, but like they were trying to wake me up. I was desperately trying to tell them I could talk. It didn't work. They kept yelling, YOU'RE STUCK IN THE STUPID PLACE AGAIN. At some point I broke away from them and found paper and pencil. I wrote I CAN'T TALK!!! The answer, of course you can't talk, YOU ARE STUCK IN THE STUPID PLACE.
Then I saw my mother sitting at the kitchen table cutting out grocery coupons (a favorite hobby) I wrote to them I CAN SEE MY MOTHER!!!. They said, yes yes everyone can see dead people, but YOU ARE STUCK IN THE STUPID PLACE.
I woke up. I couldn't talk. Not sure about the stupid place, but a 20 pound cat had half his body across my neck. He was peacefully sleeping away. I was gasping for air.
Have a good day, and watch out for THE STUPID PLACE or 20 pound cats, whichever comes first :-}
Negative ease a bit later.

PS I feel the term, Stuck In The Stupid Place is going to be thrown in my face in future. Ya know, like when I can't locate my glasses(on my head) or stuff or mumble mumble mumble


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Blogger Lesley Says:

Meet ya there!

Blogger Joan Says:

Omigod, I laughed til I cried. I can regularly be found in the Stupid Place myself...while awake.

Blogger junior_goddess Says:

Hah-At least you don't have a permanent residency card. You know when you are in Stupidland when your super-powers of invisibility dazzle someone with a strong case of the AAFES-stare,

(get it?)

Blogger Grace Yaskovic Says:

I knew I wouldn't be alone when I was in the Stupid PLace, thats the way I feel when I have one of my panic/anxiety episodes, like everyone is talking beyond me about me and no one understands!!!! Its scary!!! Great you can laugh about it NOW where can I get a 20 lb cat so I can have an alternate excuse?????

Blogger CatBookMom Says:

Been there, felt that way, even though it wasn't a 20-lb cat on my chest. It'll be OK. No big.

Blogger Lisa W. Says:

I'm going to have to steal that line. It's a classic. those socks from earlier posts are gorgeous and yes your red ones look like the white ones, just not as "fine" and i like yours better anyway so there.

Blogger jayne Says:

Oh my Lord, I was laughing and sad at the same time. I've sooo been in the stupid place in dreams and in life.

This seems to be a metaphor for a lot of life.

I love naps. Mine tend to be happy for the most part, but I do get the weirdest dreams.

Blogger Karin Says:

Hmm-m-m... My life seems to have been The Spupid Place lately. It kinda feels good to know that I'm not the only one this happens to!

Anonymous Anonymous Says:

I'm in the Stupid Place right now, because I don't know if you were dreaming, or really there! Love those sock, by the way.

Blogger Knitman Says:

Been there too. And I need to nap also or I am there all the time! In fact anytime I start to ge ttired I 'zone out' and it can be dangerous.


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