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Last night while waiting on dinner to cook I went into the bedroom and laid down on the bed. My ankle was feeling swollen and tired so it seemed like the thing to do.

My husband sitting at the computer but using his cell phone to look at things. I was on the bed and he got up from the computer so I could use it. I told him not to bother, I didn't plan on needing the computer. He believes me to be a big Internet junkie.

He hands me his phone and turns to the computer himself.

I said, "what? What is this? A pacifier? You think this is the only way I can entertain myself?"

I made my eyes all big and started blinking too much in order to look sad and childish.

He said, "No, use it or don't use it. Just, it's available to you."

So of course I started to use it.

Then he took it away.

In all fairness to him, it was very windy and the lights in the house started doing that dimmer brown out thing so he needed to plug the phone in and charge it.

I thought it was funny, was the thing.

I am so tired of being courteous and accommodating.

I feel like it is what a good person does but I also feel like when it becomes exhausting or for some reason too difficult to manage I should be allowed to just not.

It has been a while since we have had a horror movie marathon. I returned yesterday from grocery shopping to discover my son watching Dawn of the Dead(1978). Next was 1973 The Crazies, Night of the Demons, Sleepaway Camp('83) and finished off with Vincent Price The Last Man on Earth.

I was the most surprised by Sleepaway Camp. I think I saw it for my 11th birthday among a host of horror gems. I may have been younger though because I remember thinking the girl was only burned with the curling iron. I don't think my brain even knew how to conceive of something sexual.

I should ask mom.

I am really annoyed with myself.

Be it stress or just plain stupidity and forgetfulness, I completely forgot the power bill.

I have an emergency fallback but it is going to sting. Power won't get shut off but I also can't really forgive myself either.

I can't seem to shake my restlessness.