indulgent beaking

Wednesday, February 15, 2006


I fully recognize that there are worse positions to be in in life, and that I am looking at everything through ½-empty glasses and being down for the sake of being down…but I feel so down and shitty today and I can’t seem to crawl out of it.

Factors contributing to the shite?
· Dan getting two tickets this morning—illegal turn when he didn’t see the sign, and then not up to date registration on-hand… to the tune of $285
· Not getting a card or anything for Valentine’s Day
· Natty being absolutely foul—teething molars perhaps?
· Not being as compassionate with Natty as I maybe should be and feeling like a crappy mom as a result.
· The dirt around this place and the piece of crap we call our vacuum that doesn’t work with crap leading me to feel trapped in a dirty, annoying home.
· Not getting a good nap in when I feel so low and desperate for one.
· Facing what to make for dinner—yet again, and having to clean the kitchen up before I even start with that battle.


Again, I recognize that this isn’t anything that special or new or even original. The good news is Natty is down for a super-long nap giving me some free time here with just Isaac as a side-kick. He’s so much easier to work around. I think when Natty gets up we’ll have to do something fun like go out in the snow and walk across to get the mail. Maybe even bake some cookies?! That never fails to warm up a heart or two. I might take some over to a friend who just adopted a new little 8-month old yesterday (an unwanted child in her husband’s family… break your heart). Now there’s someone who can beak and complain—an 8-month old and a 1-yr old who aren’t sleeping through the night under one roof, along with the 3-yr old sister. She's just doing her part to make a life for this little guy. Yup, I have to start thinking outside my own little woes and reach out to someone else. Life is bigger than my dirty floor.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

But you need a few seconds to let yourself feel the frustration and be in the funk. Give yourself that, at least. Your reality feels hard right now--and that's valid. Even if there's worse shite next door.

I love you madly. I'm sorry I'm not there to smother you in kisses and send you out of the house for some you time.

xoxo

Angela said...

Those fucking, shitty ass, bastard dirty floors (just helping you out!). (I was lying in bed last night, telling myself to calm down because I was sure India was getting the worst possible upbringing because I can't seem to get it together enough to keep the house clean. I was freaking out, over the dust.) You're not alone my friend, and it will all be okay, even if it doesn't feel like it today.

Jodi said...

Wow, you guys sure know how to make a gal feel better. Thanks. : ) No cookies were made, but there was a snow-angel left outside, and that's gotta be the best it got today. Phew. Almost done the day. Tomorrow we get to start all over again...