On TV you can fall in love is 43 min. and you can solve a murder mystery in under an hour… now if life only fit into neat little time frames like that…
Have you ever been inspired??? I mean the whole… woooo I was just inspired thing?? Most of the time my inspiration comes in teeny tiny little bits so I am not wowed by it but today I was thinking I need to do something to help me with my eating control again.. I have gained back 13 lbs. of my 57 I lost and it is so beginning to bother me, but I feel as if there is something wrong with me and if I can do something to change it. So I was watching TV during my lunch break and there was a Fancy Feast cat food commercial on and I know you’re thinking so what does cat food have to do with my inspiration?? Well the lady was meditating and I got to thinking if I just meditate when I am hungry maybe I can reprogram my tiny little brain into thinking it doesn’t need something. Does that make sense??
The above portion was written yesterday and the following rant is this morning. Not that I doubt that you could get the tone of these two entries confused. I’m a bit ticked off this morning. First my kids don’t think it important to listen to me, not on big stuff but little stuff. Like doing their chores when I ask them to it is always…”ok when I’m done with this or ok when I get back or later ok??” Since I am not a naggy person I don’t like to nag anyone to do anything I just get pissed off and do it myself. Now I have been asking the kids to get me up at about 7:15 in order to write notes and kiss them good-bye, but they don’t seem to be able to do that. **I set the alarm to make sure they are up since Don is gone 4 days a week when they get up.** So this morning I get up knowing they need bus passes and such and my son gets in these moods where he is nothing but ignorant but in a trying to be funny way, which irritates the hell right out of me, as if this isn’t bad enough my **insert many nasty horrible vulgar names** husband find it amusing that it is making me angry and he says “ohh he is just being funny leave him alone.” The problem I have with that is I try to teach my kids how to be good and nice and courteous people, and Paul so dissed me, was so ignorant and thought it was a fun thing even though he knew it was upsetting me. That is what made me angry, and then husband is like “it’s ok.” I honestly don’t think he gives a damn how I feel about anything. Sometimes I just absolutely hate him. I know I will be having a nice little talk with my son about the whole thing. The way he acted was very disrespectful and I won’t let that slide. Maybe Monday morning while he is trying to eat I’ll keep bumping his elbow and see how he likes it but I’ll laugh and say….”ohh I just having some fun,, this is fun,, hahahahah” and see how much he likes it. I just can't understand why my feelings aren't of any sort of importance to them, as long as they get a good laugh it is alright!
Alright end of rant. I do however feel much better thanks to a friend’s email I got this morning. She may live a long ways away but I know she still cares!! **unlike some of those people in my family** You know that song…. I just wanna be MAD! Yep that would be me… I’ll get over it but for right now I Just Wanna Be MAD!
Always remember and never forget…leaving the coffee on the warmer all night makes motor oil.