If I could I honestly think I would run away somewhere warm and secluded from the main population with everyone I love. And just live there, in my own made up perfection. Key words: "made up". Sitting at work, staring at a computer for hours and doing billing and invoicing is starting to really get to me. I decided today I was going to do something BIG. I opened the window shade! HELLO SUNSHINE! Sitting in this stuffy office looking outside at what looks like a nice warm spring day is sucky. I want to be somewhere warm. White soft sand, the ocean and my family. That would be perfect.
Okay now that I am done with that rant, onto the next. I try not to be negative and I really try not to judge. But with this pregnancy a lot of negative and judgements have been happening. I debate wheter or not I should just get rid of Facebook sometimes. I love it because you can stay in contact (without actually staying on contact) with people you don't see or talk to on a regular basis. However, I have been realizing I have been getting a sour taste in my mouth sometimes looking at people's pages. Everyone who I associate myself with is a good person, don't get me wrong. But jesus christ I wish I had some of their "problems". I know everyone is different and everyone lives their lives differently, I just feel like a lot of people my age do not have as much responsibilites as I do. YES, that was MY choice and NO I would never hold it against THEM. But sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be concerned about what drink I am going to order, or if I am going out at 9pm or 10pm? I think I used to miss that, but I don't know if I really do or not? I miss college. Now that was some serious FUN. But I know I would never give up the Saturday Nights I am sitting on the couch with Ian asleep next to me and Cassidy cuddling and watching a movie. My definition of fun seems to have take a drastic turn.
Just writing about my discouragement has made it seem a lot easier to handle. Money is tight, but isn't it for just about everyone else? Winter is cold, but isn't it supposed to be? Pregnancy is taking forever, but forever is only 40 weeks. Time to start looking at that glass as half full rather than half empty.
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