Showing posts with label what was I thinking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what was I thinking. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Just in time

The long weekend couldn't have come at a better time. I mean I know there are many times when by Wednesday I'm so knackered, I wish it were Thanksgiving week. This time I have a laundry list of high-priority things to do - and we're not even talking things like "tackle organize my closet" here -
  • Difficult conversations to have
  • Accusations to make
  • Fences to mend
  • Fights to hash out
  • Anger to leave behind
  • Harsh words to eat
  • Owning up to do

It's not going to be easy, but I hope I'm strong enough to do it.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I'm done

Everything that had to be has been said
All the tears that had to be have been shed
I caused the hurt and now I'm in pain
I can't wait to feel the sunshine again

I'm spent. I have no more tears, no more words left. I just want to go lie down and ask someone to hold me. Time to call Mom I think.

Monday, November 19, 2007

A weekend of lessons

  • Sometimes men ARE allowed to look smug.
  • Loudly giggling at this every couple of minutes may not exactly be the best thing to do. Especially with a husband who's reading this sitting across the room from you.
  • In public restrooms of questionable hygiene, open the tap BEFORE you get soap on your hands.
  • You know when you're watching a scary movie and you cover your eyes, you have a serious urge to peek? IGNORE the same urge when in said public restrooms of questionable hygiene.
  • When you're going to be irritable for something like this - you'd better come up with a "real" reason for that craziness emotion or better still, zip it.
  • When you have a "feeling" something bad is going to happen, you don't have to keep pushing things so something does.
  • It's ok to occasionally cry over nothing and tell yourself those are "cleansing" tears.
  • You look forward to Monday not because you love your job (well maybe that too) but just as a (good) sign the weekend is over.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Somebody tell me when it's over

Imagine being buckled into your seat on a ride at an amusement park. The I-can-feel-my-stomach-near-my throat feeling right before the ride starts.
The I-can’t-feel-my-knees feeling you get when you’re in love.
The what-if-I-mess-this-up that goes through your mind on your first day at work/school/{insert other social situation here}
The excitement when you get the keys to a new car or a new place to live in.

Now imagine all these feelings happening at the same time. That is what I’m going through right now.

I signed up for Nablopomo 2007 in a moment of weakness and now I’m freaking out. I have to sit down and breathe deeply and tell myself I can do this.

Here’s the game plan:
1) Transform all my Drafts into actual posts
2) Look for all the memes I can find
3) Keep my fingers crossed that exciting things happen to me so I can write about them

Anyone who can help with 2 and 3 above – you know where to find me. I’ll be right here chewing my nails wondering what I was thinking (not!) when I signed up for this.