Friday, July 20, 2007
The long way home
Everyone's right: I can do this, I am stronger than I think, I need to live one day at a time. But it's also OK to have days like this, to allow myself to just *feel* instead of always thinking and rationalizing. Right? Right. The sky is slowly drying up and warmer drier weather is on the way, I will catch up on sleep and kill this nagging headache, take deep breaths and count my blessings (if I can count that high). I won't let PMS win this month, I just won't.
At least I resolved a bunch of banking screwups today, I even made tuna melts for dinner while bf took the kids for a run in the sogging wet field, then went for a quick tan and hopefully trigger some positive chemical hoopla between my ears. For the weekend, rented "Little Miss Sunshine" cuz Prin will whip my butt if I never get to see this movie, and Mel Gibson's "Apoctalypto" cuz it looked wicked cool. So yeah. Just crunched some tylenol and bf offered to rub my sorry excuse for a neck, and my mantra for today is: it's OK not to be OK, not to be strong and smiling all the time. Self-acceptance is the long way home.