Bored

I don't believe in boredom. I'm mom to a "Little Miss Independent" 11-month-old speed-crawler who's apparently determined to give herself at-home shock therapy (meaning she won't leave the damn electrical outlets alone and has already figured out how to remove those little cover thingies too - which then just become a hazard of their own because she tries to choke on them which is simply AWESOME!) That was a heck of a run-on sentence, but it conveys my state of mind well so I'm leaving it alone. Anywho... I also work full-time if you count both jobs. And if you read my last post, you know I'm all about the multi-tasking and keeping busy.

I don't believe in boredom, but today it occurred to me that this feeling I've been having, this nagging sensation that's almost like anxiety, but not quite... Almost exhaustion, but nope, that's not it either... IS BOREDOM! I have plenty of STUFF to do, and plenty to keep me busy, but my BRAIN is like, screaming... "Stimulate me! Quit Facebook stalking people who have cool things to do and go do something cool so people can stalk you!" Er. Uh. Something like that anyway.

I need a hobby, a pastime, a PASSION. And I'm open to suggestions.