Thoughts to myself:
My face is so dry. I've been using lotion but what are all these crinkles and flakes? It's never been THIS dry before. Is the house dry? Wait! Did I ever turn on the humidifier this Fall in the basement? No! I'm sure I didn't...I just turned the furnace on upstairs and I never went down. Well! THAT explains the crepe paper skin on my face! It's not that I'm old. Whew! So....I suppose I should go down to the furnace room and turn that humidifier on....No! I can't! If I go to the furnace room, I'll walk by the cat litter box, and if I walk by the cat litter box, I will most surely SEE that the cat litter box is full to overflowing. Then I will be morally obliged to change it and it's SO DISGUSTING! THINK. Is there any way I can get by it without NOTICING???...no...I have to step over it to get to the humidifier switch. Ya know, maybe I could just live with the crypt-keeper skin. Yes! I could buy a hydrating mask or something! But then I'd break out; I know I'd break out. (Sigh) Dry skin....or cat litter....dry skin....cat litter. Maybe I'll have a cup of coffee and chocolate and think about it awhile.