Today ended
bad.
Perhaps it was a combination of Gary working nights, a tired baby during a piano lesson, the batteries in our mouse going out, stress about the upcoming piano recital, a awkward parenting situation, but basically I was overwhelmed. And everything in life was wrong from the chopped up tree in our front yard to my hand that has been hurting the past three days every time I play the piano (Can I have carpal tunnel already?).
The kids went to bed early, and I took
3 hours to
myself.
I listened to
Superwoman by Alicia Keys. I wrote in my journal. I called my mom (but she wasn't home). I read blogs. I reminded myself that I am a
mother, not a
martyr, a thought from Leslie. I watched mindless TV, and I drank Grape Juice+7up. The last time I had soda was Hurricane Ike. Too pricey, too full of calories... but that went out the window tonight. I wrote a love email to my husband.
These made me happy too.
Sometimes I just need to refuel.
Today ended bad.
Perhaps it was a combination of Gary working nights, a tired baby during a piano lesson, the batteries in our mouse going out, stress about the upcoming piano recital, a awkward parenting situation, but basically I was overwhelmed. And everything in life was wrong from the chopped up tree in our front yard to my hand that has been hurting the past three days every time I play the piano (Can I have carpal tunnel already?).
The kids went to bed early, and I took 3 hours to myself.
I listened to Superwoman by Alicia Keys. I wrote in my journal. I called my mom (but she wasn't home). I read blogs. I reminded myself that I am a mother, not a martyr, a thought from Leslie. I watched mindless TV, and I drank Grape Juice+7up. The last time I had soda was Hurricane Ike. Too pricey, too full of calories... but that went out the window tonight. I wrote a love email to my husband.
Sometimes I just need to refuel.
