I must confess. Three times now in the past two days I have punched the following numbers into the microwave timer:

1:00, 1:00, 0:25

This never happens (see “Take that you microwave timer!”). I did it without thinking and without shame. Could simply writing about a neurosis be enough to cure it? We shall see…

Come to think of it, I haven’t had any twisty-turny-dark thoughts since New Year’s. I think I might be onto something here.

Keeping this post brief so I can get the littlest to bed and hang out with the husband. Happy weekend!