Do you know that thing that happens to your brain sometimes when you're sick, where it wraps around some thought and then skips like a scratched record while horror music plays in the background? I had it happen to me once before this recent sickness, it was also a stomach virus that attacked in the night.

The first time it happened I still owned Instant Karma. I had gone to a trade show that day and purchased fountains from a company whose original line had sold extremely well for me. They had a new, more expensive model made out of nicer materials that I had decided to try. Well all night long my sick sick brain was rehashing the whole buying scenario and second guessing its wisdom and imagining all sorts of horrible outcomes. Somehow, buying that fountain was going to cause all sorts of disasters. That one item wouldn't sell and then I wouldn't be able to pay ANY of my bills and my life would be one hellish utility disconnect after another.

In fact, I didn't sell the fountain, but it became a very nice gift for my step-mom and the whole thing really wasn't a problem at all.

So would you like to know the thought that was torturing me this time around?

What to write in my blog.