| sunshinedew ( @ 2007-07-01 12:52:00 |
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life
I love my life. Really I do. I say it all the time but ( I bet you saw that coming) sometimes I reflect on the things lost given up in favor of the things gained.
I have a wonderful family...my time to myself has to be scheduled.
I have a husband who loves me and really gets me...I rarely get to spend time with him when I'm not sleeping.
I have a creative and loving son...I have to make sure and dedicate enough time to him or I could scar him for life.
I have a mother-in-law who has always been a great friend and now is a part of our home...I now need a larger house.
I have a job that I love...in order to advance my career I have to work hours that put tension on my relationship.
All of this I can deal with and gladly restructure accordingly. But about once a month my raging female hormones come over me like a tidal wave and I want to kill them all.
I want an organized clutter free home with no kids toys and nothing on the floors. I want to curl up with a book and be uninterrupted until it's done. I want to sit something down and it be in the same place when I need it three weeks later.
This time of the month I find myself melting down and lashing out. Everything that isn't completely controllable is overwhelming from the love I feel to the helplessness that hits me when I realize I can't do everything that needs doing 'today'. I hate it and am trying to work on it. I'm no good at delegating and get frustrated when people can't read my mind and just know how crazy it is in there.
Ugh. That is all.