Yucky!
April 10, 2008 by becky74
That is how I feel right now. Not so much physically yucky, more like emotionally runover by a semi yucky. Its been stresful at work, and at home. I hate when I see my pile of bills grow taller by the moment. I used to love when the mailman would come, now I just dread it. I know that some company will want to get paid for something! I could’ve done the responsible thing and used out tax refund on bills, but we really wanted to spend it on things we wanted for the house. So that’s what we did. I don’t have buyer’s remorse, I just feel like I wasted money, even though I know I really didn’t.
I realized that in my last post, I forgot to mention that my real life friends (the handful that I have) weren’t mentioned. I would like to take this opportunity to let them know that they mean the world to me as well. Sometimes you take for granted that people know how you feel abou them. I forget that some need reminders of that.
I took Seth to Burger King today for lunch and to blow off some steam in the play area. He ended up scaring a couple of little girls by telling them that at the top of the slide there was a monster! I apologized to the girl’s parents. But I wasn’t sorry at all. These little girls were butting in line and being obnoxious. And quite frankly, I thought it was hysterical. It must’ve been “Mom’s Club” meeting day or something. And it was a group of “those” moms. The ones who don’t work, drive perfectly detailed high end SUVs (and can afford the gas), and whose hair and make-up are perfect when the get out of bed in the morning. That might be another reason that I wasn’t really sorry. They knew I was full of it, too. As I was trying to tell Seth not to scare the girls, I was laughing. Apparently, that really tipped them off. Oh well, I’m over it 
Seth has been asking lately where Oreo is. How do you explain to a 3 year old about death? We try, but he doesn’t understand the concept. And at this age, I don’t want him to understand it either. We tell him that Oreo is up in heaven playing with all the other dogs and that he’s having a great time eating all the people food that he wants.
I have to work this weekend…that is also yucky. I’m of to actually go fold some of the laundry that is accumulating in the laundry room
When Tela comes over we always go to my brothers house, and her first words when walking in the door are “Where’s my Lily?”. That is my brothers cat. Now, she loves my brother, but the cat is a top priority for her. A little while ago, they thought they might have to have the cat put down. I phoned my daughter to warn her, as Tela was due for a visit the following week. She told Tela the cat was really sick, and they might have to put her out of her pain, etc. I didn’t want it coming as a big shock if she came over and Lily was gone. When Tela got here, she called my brother right away, and her first words were ” Did you have Lily SHUT DOWN YET?”… for something so sad, I couldn’t help but laugh. Is that terrible of me?
Fold the laundry? Now *that’s* yucky. But only because I have a mountain of laundry to do, and I just don’t feel like doing it. :0(
I loved the story about the Stepford Wives at the Burger King. Inwardly, once you said how obnoxious the little girls were being, I cheered Seth on. Good for him! *L*
I’ve done the same thing with monetary situations as well. Sometimes we just have to treat ourselves, or what’s the point? But there is always a day of reckoning, a time to face the inevitable consequences of the choices we make. Still, those gifts to ourselves need to be given once in awhile. Bills will always be there, no matter what. And yeah, we need to pay them. And we will. But we have to take care of ourselves too. :0)
I treat myself as often as I wish to. Bills will always be there, will that fantastic purse on clearance always be there? Nope. As long as I don’t blow the grocery money, I don’t care. Sometimes you just gotta splurge.
Yay for Seth!! I wish Travis would stand up for himself like that.