See, I woke up this morning and thought "it's going to be a good day." I was mostly right, for a while anyways. I mean, work went well - no issues. Yep, you heard me right, no issues. Then I got home - husband's fine, kids are fine. The problem? ANOTHER FUCKING ZIT. You have no idea what this does to me. This is like a fate worse than death for me. I am so self-concious and insecure that this is like being stabbed in the chest for me. I spent years with a face so hideously ugly that small children ran screaming to their mothers. I got that fixed. Right, well, apparently that's going to be me again. Goody.
Second, when I recovered from that, I started pondering life. Specifically the fact that I have been sitting here on the couch for the past hour or so and haven't spoken more than 5 words to anyone. Megan's studying for exams. Jason's upstairs "reading a book" (which translates into playing bball in his room; and Phil was folding laundry and then on the computer.
My point is that there was so little actual interaction in this house it was depressing. I swear as soon as school is done and I no longer feel like I have to be glued to this computer, I'm going to declare technology free days. I miss talking with people I love.
*sigh* And now I'm going to bed.
Second, when I recovered from that, I started pondering life. Specifically the fact that I have been sitting here on the couch for the past hour or so and haven't spoken more than 5 words to anyone. Megan's studying for exams. Jason's upstairs "reading a book" (which translates into playing bball in his room; and Phil was folding laundry and then on the computer.
My point is that there was so little actual interaction in this house it was depressing. I swear as soon as school is done and I no longer feel like I have to be glued to this computer, I'm going to declare technology free days. I miss talking with people I love.
*sigh* And now I'm going to bed.
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