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I bought a watch today. I basically do not wear a watch anymore (other than wearing the dressy watch to the wedding Saturday night), which was a huge life change for me when I did it. When I tell people that I don't wear a watch, most reply "Oh, I could never do that! I always wear a watch; I have to know what time it is!" Yeah, well, me too. Remember, I live in a house where every room has a minimum of two clocks in it; the kitchen and the bedroom each have more like five. I too was always one of those "I have to wear a watch!" people.

Consequently, I have a dozen or more cheap watches that don't work, but which I keep nonetheless, even though I don't wear one. I don't wear a watch mostly because there is usually a clock to look at somewhere, and I use my cellphone as a pocket watch. But I bought a watch because it makes more sense to do it that way when I travel; I always wear a watch when I travel, especially since sometimes you have to turn your phone off. I was at the mall again this afternoon to exchange something I bought when I went with my sister on Tuesday, and there was a watch kiosk right outside. It looks something like this, a man's clip-on watch. I won't even have to take it off at airport security because I'll have it clipped onto my carryon.

Why, yes, I'll have a second helping of crazy, thank you.

We actually had this discussion at lunch today about being a crazy mother, and why it's often good to be that way, and I assured them that I take the crazy prize, and regaled them with a tale or two. And the Other Chai, whom I have known forever, stuck up for me, and agreed that yes, I probably was the craziest mother. Heh heh. And then I was telling R about this on the phone just before, and she said, "Well, yeah, except for Grandma." Oh, right.

Oh, and my watch has a compass, too, which I guess could be useful ... never, actually, because at DisneyWorld there's always some huge structure in the center of each park that you can orient yourself to, which is why they're there, actually. I'm just saying.

Did I mention that I may have a broken toe? This is next to impossible for me, since I wear shoes almost all the time, but I was briefly walking around the other night after I took my shoes off, and I caught my foot on the leg of a stool and I thought I had ripped three toes clean off. But only one of them looks bruised, and I'm going to a podiatrist on Friday anyway for something else, so I guess if he says "Hey, did you know you've got a broken toe here?" well, then I'll know.

And it's an indiglo watch, too, so it lights up blue when you press a button. In case you were wondering, because sometimes it gets dark in DW, so I might need that.

Oy. I need to take a pill.

WATCHING LAW & ORDER :: ENTRY #1591