Every now and then I have a moment when I think to myself, “this can’t be MY life.” I just had one right now.
As I was in the kitchen, pouring myself my third cup of coffee for the day (yes, at almost 7 p.m.) I hear the strangely familiar sounds of Wheel of Fortune coming from the living room. My mind begins to rationalize this juncture that illustrates I am no longer as young as I perceive myself to be.
“Well, the kids are learning how to read.”
“Guess that’s what happens when you give up cable.”
“It’s better than a lot of junk they could be watching.”
Luckily, I just heard hubby switch the channel to Noddy. As annoying as that show can be, at least it’s not Wheel. I’m not ready to go there, yet.
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