Did you ever start to suspect that your ear infection had moved into your brain and that you were probably going to die a horrible, brain infected, death that was going to start with you stupidly wandering around the house confused as to why you couldn’t figure out when your child was coming home from school?

No?

Then your clocks must not look like this:

Then did you ever have a horribly circular conversation about telling time…

“But Mom it says 2 o’clock”

“I know but it’s wrong.”

“NO, it says 2 o’clock.”

…and think perhaps that even if your brain wasn’t infected and rotting  pounding it against the wall wasn’t going to help it function any better.

-Wait, don’t answer that, I don’t want to know! I’m happy living in my fantasy world where I’m not the only mother with these problems!

(According to the computer the time was 3:56 when I took the above photo.)