This is not a happy post. This one will not be funny and it will not be light. You have been warned.
I am so fucking tired of shit right now. I mean seriously, why in gods name does shit have to flow so fast and furious some times? My husband currently has no respect for me. My two year old is slowly trying to kill me and I have not slept for more than three hours at a time in almost a fucking year. The only thing keeping me from downing more alcohol is Debbie, my sweet baby boy and my incredible fear of dying. No worries peeps, I am not going to off myself. That would just be so depressing and whatnot.
However, should you feel the need to come and whisk me away to some far away place where everyone is sweet and nice and loves you for just you....
I PROMISE I WILL DRIVE!!!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Unexpected
I love change.
I love new things and new experiences.
I love things out of the ordinary and things that are completely unexpected.
Things like amazing people and intellegent conversation.
What concerns me is why I am so impressed by easy going, fun to be around people. Shouldn't this be the norm? Why are there so many more negative unhappy people in our lives than the people that make us smile and breathe easy?
It simply amazes me how easily I can be made happy and comfortable by having the right kind of people in my life.
I hope this becomes my NORM.
I love new things and new experiences.
I love things out of the ordinary and things that are completely unexpected.
Things like amazing people and intellegent conversation.
What concerns me is why I am so impressed by easy going, fun to be around people. Shouldn't this be the norm? Why are there so many more negative unhappy people in our lives than the people that make us smile and breathe easy?
It simply amazes me how easily I can be made happy and comfortable by having the right kind of people in my life.
I hope this becomes my NORM.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
D-O-N-E
You read that right. I am just straight done.
Done being the person that tries to perk you up and make you feel better. Done being the optomistic person that tells you everything will be fine and done trying to help you be happy.
For the record, this letter will not be mailed.
I tend to be the supportive person. I will help you with whatever you need whenever you need it. Pick you up when you are down and pat your back when you deserve it. But you know what? I am just straight fucking tired of being that person. I can't take the negative shit I have to trudge through to do it.
*CLOCKINGOUTNOW*
Much Love,
Mrs. Mommy
P.S. Please don't call me about this post. I blog to say what I feel, not to have a conversation about it. Feel free to comment, cause hey thats what the post a comment section is for. But don't ask me to talk about it. I would have if I thought for one second that I needed to drag it on anymore.
Done being the person that tries to perk you up and make you feel better. Done being the optomistic person that tells you everything will be fine and done trying to help you be happy.
For the record, this letter will not be mailed.
I tend to be the supportive person. I will help you with whatever you need whenever you need it. Pick you up when you are down and pat your back when you deserve it. But you know what? I am just straight fucking tired of being that person. I can't take the negative shit I have to trudge through to do it.
*CLOCKINGOUTNOW*
Much Love,
Mrs. Mommy
P.S. Please don't call me about this post. I blog to say what I feel, not to have a conversation about it. Feel free to comment, cause hey thats what the post a comment section is for. But don't ask me to talk about it. I would have if I thought for one second that I needed to drag it on anymore.
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