Mr. Martini Syndrome

Remember Mr. Martini, played by Danny DeVito in the movie version of “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”?  Today I feel like his much younger, taller, skinnier sister.  He uttered about two words.  “Tired. I’m tired.”  Maybe three … “I’m so tired.”  Here’s what I’m tired of and what I’m going to do about it.

  • Hopping around my bedroom in the middle of the night because my leg is cramping.  Bananas, eat bananas.
  • Keeping everything organized in my head instead of physically organizing desk, house, car.  Get your clean on, wench!
  • Not giving more to those who need it (American Idol Gives Back guilt).  Whip out the checkbook.  Volunteer work.  Actions speak so much louder than words.  Act Now!
  • Fighting with Cooper for household dominance.  Let’s see … 15 pounds vs. 120 …. I WIN!
  • Getting phone calls from people who tell me what to do.  Didn’t ask.  Caller ID was invented for this reason.
  • Be kinder.  Have been told numerous times, “Mean isn’t a good look on you.”  Get that tattooed on left forearm.
  • Exercise.  Go back to class. Chasing the dog up and down the stairs is not enough. Duh.

Although I’m tired, so tired, I’ve got plenty to do. I’d best get started.


4 thoughts on “Mr. Martini Syndrome

  1. Bananas help with leg cramping? They’re now number 1 on my grocery list.

  2. They should be all I eat, considering the amount of hopping I do.

  3. I realize I’m a little late on this, but, I can’t believe you posted about this movie 5 days before I posted about crime show addictions — we really may be the same person. My boyfriend’s brother can act out the entire “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” movie, no lie, a one man show. So, what I really mean is this. Amen, sister.

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