It was the thing that always interested her whenever she saw a person . She stared at the closed eyes in thought , the bowl of water resting against her hip . Were they a pale , ice blue ? Or were they a deep , forest green ?

A: Why does the eyes of others interest her so much .

I somehow managed to start laundry , clean up the kitchen , play guitar hero , sort out my pills , clean the litter boxes . i really want to vacuum but i ' m so freakin hot . i think my thyroid is acting up .

A: What may be the reason why they have extra time ?

I guess that ... lack ... bothered me more than I was willing to admit . I guess admitting it would have hurt more than pretending I was okay with how things were . Or were not , in this case . It was a transformational weekend .

A: How would you feel afterward ?

I stood there waiting for a few minutes and my phone began to ring . " Hello Chad . " I said answering the phone " Hey there boy wonder , are you at the restaurant ? " Chad asked " Yeah where are you ? " " I ' m running behind a few last minute items to take care of here at the office . Natasha called and said she 'd be there in a few minutes and I filled her on how I am running behind .

A:
What may have happened before Chad 's phone started ringing ?