Up down up down. Moods, man. Actually I've been in a pretty good mood lately - DESPITE the absolutely gorgeous full moon on Friday. La bella luna! The moonstruck moon making each of us a little bit more angry or feisty than usual I think. In a good way, I hope.
I am still trying to let go and just be. Is it working? Most days. Most hours of most days. It's hard though. I went to see my friends baby last night. I held her for a really long time and then went home and fell apart. It made me really sad. I couldn't help it. I'll get over it eventually, but it's just so hard to hold what I want right in front of me and not be able to have it. What makes matters worse is, my friend is so over-the-moon-ridiculously-giddy-happy now, it makes it even harder. She's so in love with her baby it makes me want that even more. I remember that love. Like it was yesterday. Like I said - some days/hours are better than others.
I'm still losing weight. Slowly - but it's coming off. It's great except I'm having to replace my entire wardrobe. This is getting expensive! I have a long ways to go to firm up my body, that's for sure. And then - there are the boobs. They are not looking so hot lately. I am still a D, but it's not the prettiest at this point. Maybe I should get a boob job/lift? Of course then I would want a tummy-tuck to get rid of all that extra skin with stretch marks. This could be a slippery slope though... but I do think it would definitely give me more confidence. And hell - if I'm not going to have another baby, might as well be a cougar and go for younger men. (This is all just ramblings in my head - so don't crucify me over this please...)
Just got my new bed in. So comfy - I never knew what pillow top was like - I'd only heard whispers of such cloud-like softness... Honestly? It is great. I got a great deal on it and it's about time. That old mattress can suck it. Unless you decide to come visit and stay at my house, then it's really not that bad.
Fri/Sat was a good night/day. Sunday? Did not leave the house once. I had so much work to do I just couldn't do anything else. M and I went out to breakfast Sat morning and were talking about work. He was telling me what he does, what he's designing, and how much he loves it. He truly is passionate about his job. I am jealous. I wish I could say that. Honestly I'm ambivalent at best. But the thing is, what job would I want in order for me to be passionate? I've been away from creativity for so long now, I don’t even know what it would take to get me excited again. That makes me sad. I want to be excited about working. I like having a job. I like the social interaction of it, the challenge of it, the intellect - but man I just haven't been feeling that lately. So listening to M describe all giddy-little-boy-like about his job made me realize even that much more how unhappy I am with mine.
Also making me sad lately? The fact that my daughter is growing up before my eyes. She's been walking to school and home by herself, and staying by herself until I get home. Usually it's not more than a half hour or so, but still! Seems so grown up for her to have her own key (on a chain around her neck just like I used to have except mine was a shoestring) and be on her own. She went to her first movie with just her friends (and one older sister) where I dropped her off at the door and she did everything on her own. She was invited to this thing at a friends church on Friday night and I'm thinking it might be a lock-in. Holy crap, is she old enough for those? Fifth grade? I can't remember. Am I really ready for her to be this independent? How in the world did it happen overnight? This is freaking me out a little.
Also got the guts up to put in this dating thing for this magazine here - and now I don't think they're going to pick me. I haven't heard anything from them and I feel a little sad about it. oh well. Again - everything happens for a reason. Sigh.
I am still trying to let go and just be. Is it working? Most days. Most hours of most days. It's hard though. I went to see my friends baby last night. I held her for a really long time and then went home and fell apart. It made me really sad. I couldn't help it. I'll get over it eventually, but it's just so hard to hold what I want right in front of me and not be able to have it. What makes matters worse is, my friend is so over-the-moon-ridiculously-giddy-happy now, it makes it even harder. She's so in love with her baby it makes me want that even more. I remember that love. Like it was yesterday. Like I said - some days/hours are better than others.
I'm still losing weight. Slowly - but it's coming off. It's great except I'm having to replace my entire wardrobe. This is getting expensive! I have a long ways to go to firm up my body, that's for sure. And then - there are the boobs. They are not looking so hot lately. I am still a D, but it's not the prettiest at this point. Maybe I should get a boob job/lift? Of course then I would want a tummy-tuck to get rid of all that extra skin with stretch marks. This could be a slippery slope though... but I do think it would definitely give me more confidence. And hell - if I'm not going to have another baby, might as well be a cougar and go for younger men. (This is all just ramblings in my head - so don't crucify me over this please...)
Just got my new bed in. So comfy - I never knew what pillow top was like - I'd only heard whispers of such cloud-like softness... Honestly? It is great. I got a great deal on it and it's about time. That old mattress can suck it. Unless you decide to come visit and stay at my house, then it's really not that bad.
Fri/Sat was a good night/day. Sunday? Did not leave the house once. I had so much work to do I just couldn't do anything else. M and I went out to breakfast Sat morning and were talking about work. He was telling me what he does, what he's designing, and how much he loves it. He truly is passionate about his job. I am jealous. I wish I could say that. Honestly I'm ambivalent at best. But the thing is, what job would I want in order for me to be passionate? I've been away from creativity for so long now, I don’t even know what it would take to get me excited again. That makes me sad. I want to be excited about working. I like having a job. I like the social interaction of it, the challenge of it, the intellect - but man I just haven't been feeling that lately. So listening to M describe all giddy-little-boy-like about his job made me realize even that much more how unhappy I am with mine.
Also making me sad lately? The fact that my daughter is growing up before my eyes. She's been walking to school and home by herself, and staying by herself until I get home. Usually it's not more than a half hour or so, but still! Seems so grown up for her to have her own key (on a chain around her neck just like I used to have except mine was a shoestring) and be on her own. She went to her first movie with just her friends (and one older sister) where I dropped her off at the door and she did everything on her own. She was invited to this thing at a friends church on Friday night and I'm thinking it might be a lock-in. Holy crap, is she old enough for those? Fifth grade? I can't remember. Am I really ready for her to be this independent? How in the world did it happen overnight? This is freaking me out a little.
Also got the guts up to put in this dating thing for this magazine here - and now I don't think they're going to pick me. I haven't heard anything from them and I feel a little sad about it. oh well. Again - everything happens for a reason. Sigh.
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