I've made it through the list of things that must be done in the world or chaos will rain upon me... I think. I made it though my sister's wedding. I am still standing, walking, talking and breathing. However, all the great things I thought family connections seems a bit lackluster. I feel like a child navigating in all those situations. Then again, I get the notion my standards may be a bit too high.. I let those feelings pass... otherwise I will have to can the idea that I am an optimist.
So now my child is out of school. We have gymnastics booked. Two days a week of daycare, so I can pursue getting housework done. Then we've also found a teacher that will combine banjo and voice lessons.. (now I must find a banjo).
Family time seems to be getting more productive and involves both husband and child. I don't feel as lonely.
I'm still waiting on the whole figuring out how to handle family, right now, I am still comparing the idea with snake handling.
I have the problem of my missing ring down to the consensus that I have to file a police report. Its depressing, but must be done.
Then the whole ball of wax concerning me admitting I'm a grown up... and that I may have stepped in a pile of steaming poo. My options are limited and I'm all out of ideas when it comes to dealing with a potential douche-bag. The pile of poo is the fact I may have to resort to calling them the douche-bag and wipe off my shoe and pretend I don't care.
But hey, if I can understand the crap sandwich theory.. the steaming pile should be no problem..
Right. Just make sure those monkeys have those 1099 forms Faye. It's been a lean year.
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