I wanted nothing more today than to lay in my bed with my covers pulled up to my ears and just be. I love my job but I just hate Monday’s. I mean we are just raped of a weekend and thrown into a workday in the blink of an eye. But it’s Monday, I have to work, kids have to eat and be cared for, dog has to be walked, fed and fussed at, trash has to go to the curb…I think I had it all covered. I’m working on being productive. So far it’s proving to be a struggle, but it’s ok. I’ll keep trying.
I have a really bad hankering for a salad…so do you know what my ass did??? Tell em what you did girl! I drove an hour and 18 minutes to a salad shop. I ordered the salad, ate most of it in the parking lot and then drove back home…
My life is full of these real haphazard ass trips and moments as of late…
I’m sure it has a lot to do with my newfound “quitting” spirit. I quit eating meat. I quit grief therapy. I quit people. I quit trying. I did make it throught the 12 weeks of reflection in grief counseling. But I’m beginning to think somehow the reset button was pressed. Gently placing me somewhere in between Self-Care and Compulsive & Addictive Behavior… Queue Deborah Cox, Nobody’s Suppose To Be Here. How did I get here???
I just want to lay in my bed, eat chips and shop on Amazon…sounds depressing I know but it is quite peaceful. Just me, the rustling of the bag, the crunch of the chips between my teeth and the tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk of my fingers on my laptop keyboard…
I am happy that the day is over. And on that note, I am going to fulfill part of my dream by dragging my body out of the bed and into the kitchen to get a bag of the chips of the quarter….
Lay’s…you can’t eat just one…
Check out some of my other posts:
- Surviving to Living
- Happy Mother’s Day
- Me Volví A Enamorar en Cozumel
- Letter to my Mother
- Happy Birthday Best Friend
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