Double Standards: Twice as Good

Feeling loopy. Who needs sleep? No sleep for the tired!

Isn't it so funny how everything is perfect until it's not? I didn't even know I was judgemental. It's so easy to be rigid when you're stuck. So stuck when you're holding on for dear life. Let go, the ground is soft.

So easy to think that people who's relationships didn't work just didn't try hard enough. People who don't have jobs don't work hard enough. People who fail aren't smart enough. Everything is wrong until I end up there, huh?

Thank God that I am finally around long enough to know that life happens. (And I don't mean sh*t happens because life is not sh*t.) I don't hardly know anyone whose problems came from not trying hard enough. Most of them tried way way too hard...

Tomorrow I have a visitor coming. All the ladies swoon for Mr.Dreamy. I thought, why do they act like this? That's conduct unbecoming of a lady. Whatever. They are doing it right. Rather than stressing, going a little gaga might be the ideal response for dealing with the presence of a cute/sexy guy. It acknowledges it, declaws it and blows off some steam. You don't have to worry. People understand they aren't getting anything but an ego boost.

Maybe the whole world is right and I'm the one who's wrong?

My Son in his Play

What.

Can't sleep. Feeling sick. Thinking about me and stress.

Last Friday I'm thinking about productivity, feeling hopeful about tackling things. It's massive but I can do it, right? Then lunchtime I get a call with the lovely invitation of do I want to do something this weekend or what? And then I spend the afternoon feeling panicky and acting weird. I'm starting to get it.

May Need a Rewrite... : )

"Just because things have gotten worse doesn't make things better."

Busy, Busy

Super busy at work. I think I really need to hunker down and spend more time working from home.

It seems like I've been sleeping a little more than I should lately. I go to sleep before my kids do and they have to turn off their own light. I should get a clapper. But when you're asleep, you're asleep. It's not like you would clap then anyway.

Ugh

Bad weekend. I ran out of gas in an intersection and crunched my car. (A little.) I'm officially a dummy.

In other news, both my parents look pretty strong.

Win Fail

You win. I lose. I quit. You lose too.