Hey guys, what's new? Seriously, I need something new.
I am currently sitting in my sun room (I usually do everything in the living room because there is cable there and I am a total t.v. junkie) hoping that the bright yellow walls and change of scenery will inspire me.
Nope. I am supposed to be working on a top-secret project for the Easter Bunny who has hired me as his helper (because helping people should be what Easter is all about) and am instead perusing the internet, listening to Tori Amos'
Night of Hunters for the millionth time today and not getting anything accomplished. Again. This is the third day in a row.
Then I realized that I have a
class next week that I am totally unprepared for because lately all I do is stare at the wall while my mind wanders who-knows-where. But seriously guys, take my class. KNITTED NARWHALS! Mama needs some new shoes. And new everything. I'm broke.
Sigh. I hate being uninspired. I don't feel like myself. And I don't feel like I am being the best mom I can be right now.
I never have any energy. It takes forever to get myself out of bed.
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So, Jess and I try to donate blood when we can (we are both O- so we are always being called in to donate) and I have been denied four or five times. I finally decided to go to the doctor and it turns out I am anemic. No surprise there. But it does explain why I never have any energy. I thought I was just lazy.
But now I have to take prenatal vitamins and iron supplements. So no one get any funny ideas!
My oven died. I'm sad. I have never wanted to bake more. Why?????
At least we just got our tax return so we can (sort of) afford a new one. BUT, WHY?!? Why does life have to be like the movie
UP? We just got a little extra money that we could totally use to stash away in savings or save for a college fund for Sam or a new cute little dress for me (I can't remember the last time I got to buy myself new clothes or shoes or anything besides craft supplies so I can make a measly few bucks here and there) but NO we have to buy a new fucking oven. I hate being a grown up.
Obligations.
Holy crap on a cracker why the holy hell do I have so many obligations?!? When did this happen? I remember as a kid being bored on a Friday night because I had nothing to do and now I can't even remember what I did yesterday or what I am suppose to do tomorrow. I love my people and I love spending time with them, don't get me wrong. They wouldn't be in my life otherwise. But I
never get any time to myself and then am expected to socialize and act like a person. I am burnt the fuck out. I can't be a normal human being when I have no time to recharge.
Life is really hard. I'm going to build a fort and pretend no one can see me.
You know what I would love? Besides a million dollars. A trip by myself. Like Marge Simpson when she went to Rancho Relaxo. Somewhere I can sleep all day and then get pampered when I wake up. Somewhere I can recharge and not have to take care of anyone. By myself.
Oops. I'm an introvert who needs time to herself but then I went and had a kid. DOH! I guess I just have to take this little time I get to myself while Sam's sleeping and just appreciate it. Even though I'm not getting anything done.
Okay, enough of that. I'm done venting. Sorry about that.
Hopefully I will snap out of this soon. I had tons of ideas for projects and not nearly enough time to do all of them and now I can't even get motivated to knit a tiny bunny for my son. I have failed the Easter Bunny.
Ah crap. Sam's birthday is coming up too and I haven't even set a day for the party yet. It's in a few weeks. I'm fired.
But that's life. I will get out of this funk (hopefully) soon. I expect the prenatal vitamins to kick in at any moment and I will be bouncy and happy and full of vitamin infused hair and nails. Because no one can help me but myself, dear friends. I have learned that over the years.
I so very much appreciate having an ear to vent into and a little understanding while I'm off in my own little world getting myself back together again.
With any luck it will happen soon. I miss me.