2.18.2009

don't let the bastards drag you down...

too late.... I am in tears....

quiet tears... and I am not really sure why. Is it the orders that I keep wishing for that never seem to arrive? Is it Mason and I being out of sync and stepping on each others toes? Is it Tristan and his never ending therapy sessions? Is it that guy who cussed me out today, calling me a bitch because I was driving while talking on my phone (once I was off...he cussed me out at the light). Is it because, now without the outlet of volunteering on the MOPS steering team I have lost myself again? Is it because my new yoga DVD still sits wrapped in its plastic on the TV hutch? Is it because I spend more money than I should? Is it because I hate my house being dirty all the time but yet I hate to clean it? Is it because everyone else looks like they are having much more fun?

I don't know...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Lets do yoga together! Seriously. Email me. Leah

Tracey said...

I totally understand the feeling. I wish I fit in somewhere. Sometimes I'm not sure I even fit in with the new soccer moms on our new team. But maybe things will get better for both of us soon. Let's go to the zoo or do lunch sometime soon, together. There are no games on Spring Break weekend or Easter Weekend. Talk to ya soon!
Tracey

the girls' moma said...

Ah, fitting in to one's own life -- what's that like?

I can't wait to see you this weekend. We'll talk, ok?