Does Anyone Have A Sharp Stick I Can Borrow?

The kids are off of school for four days. That, however, is the least of my problems. What has my panties in such a tight twist that it is giving me diaper rash, is this uninvited twitch in my left eye.

The twitch started back in March. It was right about the time that our SN episode aired. At first, I thought it was a physiological reaction to my stress about the show. After a few weeks, when the craziness died down, the twitch remained. It is not constant, but comes and goes as it pleases. It tortures me with its presence, much like a bad roommate. You know, the one who never pays rent, parties all night and refuses to move out? Yup, that's my twitch.

I've considered my options. I could go to the eye doctor, but I'm pretty sure that he will tell me that there is nothing he can do for me. Waste of time, waste of money. I can wait it out, like I have been doing for the past two months. I'm not sure how much longer I can wait. It is driving me nuts. I'm going to have a twitch in my right eye, soon, because of the stress that the twitch in my left, is causing. Daniel told me, "It beats getting poked in the eye with a sharp stick!" If it will stop this damn twitching, I'm willing to give my eye a good jab or two. There is nothing more insane looking than a skinny lady, with seven kids in tow, who has an obvious eye twitch. I have a baby shower to attend tonight and I'm considering buying an eye patch and dressing like a pirate.