Hopelessly addicted..

I vowed this week I would leave the TV off.

That's because I was going absolutely crazy watching the White House crackpot try to lay the Russia probe in Hillary's lap.

Every time I saw dump appear on the screen I would shudder. I kept wanting something terribly violent to happen to him.

Similarly, every time Sarah Huckabee Sanders appeared on the screen, I wanted either to strangle her, or worse.

These impulses scared me.

I wrote a post last week, quoting NYTimes columnist David Brooks, who advocated that we should love the fanatics that we want to hate.

I plan to reread that post as soon as I finish exploding here.

Back to the TV...I was doing pretty well keeping it off all weekend.

It was off until about 8:13 this morning when news of the Manafort arrest and indictment hit the NPR airwaves. It was precisely then when my husband (who is trying to help me with my TV news addiction) walked into my study where I  had been meditating (earlier) and told me.

I felt like an alcoholic who had just been served a sparkling glass of wine.

In two seconds, I was back at it, glued to MSNBC (which btw had much better coverage than CNN).

I was marveling as lawyers, including MSNBC's own Ari Melber, laid out the charges against Manafort, dump's former campaign manager.

But now, now I've shut the TV off again.

Until tonight.

Or...until something else happens.