
Just a little, though.
Just enough that I haven't had anything much to post. Enough so I shrug my shoulders, wonder what's the point? (laundry, cleaning, school, writing...) and go lower my expectations (often in the form of returning to bed).
You know when you have a cupboard that won't quite line up or a leak that's not major enough to call someone to get it fixed? That's the low level of brokenness of my life. The warranty on my sanity maybe just expired.
- I lost two credit cards this week.
- Broke my cell phone.
- Reportedly ruined my daughter's love life (having to do with refusing a not-yet-16 invitation to Jr. Prom)
- Made two back-to-back trips to Costco (40 minutes RT each--I forgot I had lost my credit cards)
- Waited for 30minutes for a friend who didn't show (awkward!)
- Had to give away our tickets for next Wednesday (to go to a fifth grade concert I forgot about on the same night, which I will love attending. But still.)
- Found that my blog posting well was empty (which is just as well since...)
- Have the blahs
- And the weepies
All I know is, if I were a snake, I would want to wriggle out of my skin and start over, clean and new.
But I have a feeling maybe a three day weekend will also do the trick.
(Clap if you believe in the magic of weekends! I do believe in weekends, I do, I do!)
[post script: I wrote this earlier in the week but never posted. Already things are looking up. A nice long weekend with the family does do wonders. Sometimes my moods are like the weather in England: wait a minute and it will change. Hope yours is doing wonders for you too.]
Reader Comments (12)
I went for a drive today which added a little sunshine to my life. I was looking for your street and would have stopped by if I had seen it. I hope you're enjoying the weekend! Let's meet up again for pizza. :)
almost me too with list variations.
{this is me clapping for your weekend. I do believe...}
xo
Do you think it has something to do with the end of the semester blues? I've been readjusting to being a full-time mom for the summer and having a hard time...turns out there's a reason I like going to school, it's good for my sanity.
Jen
I am slightly scared for Tuesday as it will bring blood test results, new meds with the risk of new side effects. I want to hide from next week.
i am so glad you posted this! i'm sure it's all totally normal, but i often go through the same phases and then i get all dramatic in my thinking. "do i need prozac?" "am i headed for divorce?" "are my children going to be in juvie?" all of which only fuels my fire.
and then the sun comes out. or the snakeskin sheds. whatever analogy you choose to embrace.
ooh i love the imagery of "if i were a snake, i would want to wriggle out of my skin..." i soooo know that feeling and as always your fabulous writing captured it spot on. hang in there- sunny days are just around the corner. i can feel it!
Even your bad days sound so poetic. Glad to hear you are feeling better. Bummer about the credit cards. That is such a pain in the rear.
I wish we lived just a little bit closer...
I'd take you to lunch and we'd go shoe shopping.
Hi Annie
Sorry to hear you are/were feeling low. I know just how you feel as I was like it too last week. I put mine down to coming back 'down to earth' after our holiday that we had looked forward to for such a long time. I hope you are now feeling much brighter just like the weather in England this weekend! Summer is here and everyone is making the most of it because it will not last. I think the whole neighbourhood were barbecuing yesterday just incase that was it! You are right about the changeable weather over here. I am not joking when I say that some days last week it was raining at the front of the house and sunny at the back.
Have a great weekend.
Lindsay
You just described my little broken attitude. But it will change in a few hours.
clap! clap! clap!
Wish I'd seen this post in a more timely manner, but still, I can relate. Hope your weekend was rockin'!
And may I say that I've lived your rotten mother moment? She'll get over it. And there will be another prom.
Repeat after me:
I am a good mother. I am a GOOD mother!
Oh, my friend. Times like these I wished I still lived only a short drive away from you. I would promptly get you a diet coke, some chocolate, and then take you to a movie at our favorite old theater. Hugs, right at you.