It’s all fun and games

There’s a game we like to play in our house called, “Would you please stop singing that? You’re making me insane.”

The rules are pretty simple. I get a song stuck in my head and then sing one lyric from it over and over. And over and over again. Just, all the time. Only the one line. On repeat. Often on the top of my lungs. Plus, most of the time I’m not even singing the actual words because my master mind stored them incorrectly. It ends when my husband murders me. JK. There’s really no clear winner here.

Ear worms are my nemesis. An overwhelming barrage of words and notes fling their stupid selves into all of the tiny corners of my defective brain bringing me right to the brink of AHHHHHGHGHGHAHGAHGHAHH. There are a few songs that if I hear even the first stanza, they’ll be firmly entrenched in my head for weeks. WEEKS. It’s exhausting. No, I’m not telling you which ones. I’m no dummy.

The time they really seem to ramp up their efforts is at bedtime. I’ll be desperately trying to fall sleep while my brain is busy going, “Don’t you want to dance? Say you want to dance. Don’t you want to dance?…Don’t you want to dance? Say you want to dance. Don’t you want to dance?”

For hours.

“…Don’t you want to dance? Say you want to dance. Don’t you want to dance?”

And I’m just lying there, stuck in prison, silently screaming, “NO, WHITNEY! I DON’T WANT TO DANCE.”

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