alone again
May. 31st, 2006 09:55 amWell... Z just left for work, and Mom and Dad just left to go home, so I'm alone again. My house is immeasurably improved, as is my outlook on life. However, of course, now I'm sad, because I already miss my mommy and daddy. Throughout the entire weekend we had not one moment where anybody disagreed with anybody else, so either I'm finally grown-up enough, Mom's finally mellow enough, or we finally see little enough of one another that we can't work up the friction for a quarrel anymore. Probably the last option, but it was delightful on the whole. Not that we were ever a family of much fireworks, but if there were any it would be Mom and me.
( update on sisters and family )
Mom couldn't resist trying on the dress she'd made me. It fit her perfectly, but she had the generosity of spirit to point out that it suited me better; losing all that weight left her with an extra bump of skin around her midsection that doesn't look good in fitted bodices like that.
It, of course, looks fabulous on me.
I am left with a lot of projects that I could do, with some effort, now that I've been pointed the right direction. I probably won't, but I could. And that makes me feel better, and not so trapped.
I am still mad at the people at work, and am realizing more and more how much I really wanted to be fired after all. I've been there so long now. I'm so tired of them. I wish I could just take the summer off. I have so much to do.
But of course, so much of the "so much to do" is stuff that requires.... Money. So. I have to keep working.
But it made me think about how much time passes while you're just scrambling to keep up with your day to day life. Most of our lives are spent getting ready for work, going to work, at work (where there's no time to think about anything but work), or recovering from work, and it's an endless cycle, and you look up and you're two years older and have a bit more stuff but haven't really made any progress at actually living your life...
Frustrating.
( update on sisters and family )
Mom couldn't resist trying on the dress she'd made me. It fit her perfectly, but she had the generosity of spirit to point out that it suited me better; losing all that weight left her with an extra bump of skin around her midsection that doesn't look good in fitted bodices like that.
It, of course, looks fabulous on me.
I am left with a lot of projects that I could do, with some effort, now that I've been pointed the right direction. I probably won't, but I could. And that makes me feel better, and not so trapped.
I am still mad at the people at work, and am realizing more and more how much I really wanted to be fired after all. I've been there so long now. I'm so tired of them. I wish I could just take the summer off. I have so much to do.
But of course, so much of the "so much to do" is stuff that requires.... Money. So. I have to keep working.
But it made me think about how much time passes while you're just scrambling to keep up with your day to day life. Most of our lives are spent getting ready for work, going to work, at work (where there's no time to think about anything but work), or recovering from work, and it's an endless cycle, and you look up and you're two years older and have a bit more stuff but haven't really made any progress at actually living your life...
Frustrating.