Getting Over Myself

A while back I went to watch the movie Eat, Pray, Love with a bunch of friends. Now I love Julia Roberts, but I’ve got to say that before we had gotten too far into the movie I desperately wanted to do three things: -Hit her upside the head -Walk out of the theater -Shake her and yell “Get over yourself!” The whining that went on! The angst and anxiety! The whining. . . .


The bazaar was a big hit. The next day I was up at six thirty to drive Jesse to school to meet his ride to a basketball tournament. I went home, got back in bed and stayed there until two thirty in the afternoon. I spent the rest of the day sitting in my chair.(The only time I moved was to go to the bathroom or get something to eat.) We had friends over for our annual tree decorating and dinner the next night. It was lovely. All this week if I haven’t been running around, (and there’s been lots of running around) I’ve been falling asleep in my chair while trying to read. The worst thing about this week though, has been the whining. Luckily for everyone around me most of it has been in my head. . . I have been sooooo tired! Which has made me soooo cranky! Which of course brings on the whining. It’s freezing out side. (-18C) All I want to do is stay at home when I’m not driving. I am sick of all the dishes in the kitchen. (Those would be the dishes I didn’t clean after the lovely evening with our friends that are still !!sitting on my kitchen counters.) Well. . . .the list went on and on. And on. All of a sudden this afternoon I really heard myself. I wanted to hit myself upside the head. . . I wanted to leave the room. . . I did yell ” Get over yourself already!” I’m still tired ( as Morgan so kindly pointed out, I’m not 30 anymore.) but I am determined that the whining will be replaced with a long, joyful list of all the blessings in my life. And it is a very long one. Now I’m off the clean those dishes in the kitchen. Unless I fall asleep in my chair firstttttt. . . . . .Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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