It's been a good two weeks mentally. How fortuitous that this would happen at the holidays. It's as if some great kind hand swept me up from my mental pain and said, "Enough! You may rest now!" The only symptom I am having these past few days is paranoia about the drug dealer next door. I am constantly looking out the window as the multitude of strange cars come and go. I check my locks in the house and on the car constantly. I stay up all night and cars came and went until the wee hours of the morning like they do every night. I wish George would have never brought it to my attention.
I am enamored with the Twilight Saga of audiobooks. I never thought I would be so enthralled by a strange vampire romance novel. Werewolves and strange vampires abound in the books. I have also never read the Harry Potter series of books and plan on doing that when mom gets home. She has them in the garage. All of them. Unless I c0uld get the audiobooks which would be preferable. I doubt our tiny library has them.
I've been trying to play video games lately for the first time in a very long time. I received Dragon Age: Origins for Christmas. It all feels so mindless and like work, though. Go here, kill that, do this. I am trying and we will see if I can finish the game. Dad gave me a Nintendo Wii last Christmas and Charlie bought me several games he thought I would like. I never played it more than a few times. I just couldn't get interested in it and it was so wildly popular. Why it was so popular escaped me. What a waste of $300.