I’m not myself as of late. I suspect some of you have noticed.
I don’t want you to worry.
I don’t want you to feel sorry for me.
We all have crap. Some people have health crap. Some people have job crap. Some people have family crap. No one’s crap is any better or any worse than anyone else’s crap…it’s just different crap.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking…reflecting, even. I went back and read over my resolutions for the year:
I want to visit Omaha. Done. I have the check stub for BC’s $150 speeding ticket in Wyoming as proof.
I want to say NO more often. This one is still a work in progress.
I want to say YES more often. This was in reference to my kids. I need to ask them about this.
I want to yell less and laugh more. Epic fail.
I want to DO more and worry less. Fail.
I want to take more naps. I think I’ve done OK on this one.
And, I want to stop buying diapers for the first time since 2000. I don’t dare say it aloud, but we haven’t used a diaper since last Wednesday. Could this be the end of an era???
Yeah…I did it again. I posted a picture of a kid on the toilet. The comments and emails telling me I was a horrible parent who better start saving for therapy last time obviously had no effect on my cold shriveled heart. So, don’t waste your energy this time.
I’ve let people down. I’ve said I’d do things for people when I really should have said no.
I’m monumentally behind on emails.
The reality is that something’s gotta give.
I’m working on it.
I’m not sure what the point of this post is, but I feel like I owe you all an explanation for the lack of creative awesomeness going on ‘round these parts.
And, I wanted to reiterate what I posted on Facebook on Thanksgiving:
I’m grateful for all the usuals (family, friends, health, Diet Coke), but I’m also thankful for YOU. Blogging has introduced me to so, so, SO many people that I needed in my life. Some make me laugh until I can’t breathe. Some inspire with kind words in an email on days I’m ready to throw in the towel. Some make me want to be better and do more. Thank you for touching my life.