I finished and I’m crazy

I finished the baby’s book. I didn’t think it would ever be done but it is. I feel a sense of accomplishment but I also feel sad. It is a beautiful work of art and something she will be able to cherish for the rest of her life. After going through all those memories I wish I had enjoyed it more. Now I know for the next time. Well I took the book to work to show it off and there is a lady there who lost her baby at 26 weeks and then another at 8 weeks. The 1st one she lost is coming up on the year anniversary next month.  I had not even considered this and just handed her the book. She brought it back to me and said "I can’t" and walk away. I felt about an inch tall. I was so wrapped up in my happiest moment that I didn’t even consider one of her sadist. Talk about bad timing. 

So the hubby discovered that I might be a little bit crazy, well not crazy but there is something a little off. Apparently, it is next to impossible for humans to tickle themselves and those who can are either schizophrenic or have delusional thoughts and since I am not schizophrenic, then I must be delusional.  I take this lightly because I know there is some mental issue but nothing that serious, however I can tickle myself and that is supposed to be wrong. It does kind of make me wonder.
 

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