Its been one of those days where I am feeling sorry for myself, and that doesn't do anyone any good. I wish I could get out of this funk... I have been dealing with an excess of migraines, and the dull ache to piercing throb that wakes me up is hard to deal with.
I had to really force myself to do chores today.. Leaning over to scrub the floor makes it excruciating.. But, the house is clean, and that makes me happy.
David just came to get the kids for the weekend. Its too quiet now, the fan is going next to me, the dryer makes a clink every once in a while and I can hear the keys click as I type.
It makes me sad to be without my children. A part of me goes with them, and I cannot be whole until they are back. I am sad that it has to be this way. I have chosen my path, and ultimately I am to blame if I am unhappy with any of the consequences.
I am sad my Darienne will not be home tonight. We could have gone to the Twilight party tonight and had a special time.
I really wanted to scrapbook today.. I found some inspiring layouts online and ironically I have the materials to do them. But, I just couldn't focus between Jack and my migraine I was too distracted to devote any time to it. I wish I had someone to do it with.. I miss scrapbooking with my sister. I miss having the entire coffee table laid out with all kinds of adornments and pouring ourselfs into our creations..
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