Feeling Friday
For once, on a Friday, I don’t feel like I am going to die. I am very excited about going home tonight and having a nice night with my family without watching the clock wishing it were late enough for me to acceptably consider turning in. I’ve tried to embrace new concepts lately. For once in my life I’m trying to listen to somebody else and figure that other people, while possibly of an inferior intellect (!) do know something. So I decided that I don’t have to be the best at everything at every time. I have started to try to do one thing at a time and try to look at things on a smaller scale. Most of all, I have tried not to feel guilty when I can’t do it all. Last night I made two cakes (yes two, one for work and one for the hungry kids at home) and supper. I didn’t get much else done and when I went to bed there was crap all over the floor from Susan tearing the living room to shreds. I’ve been trying to remind myself that a lot of other people have a period of inactivity in ...