Post by caressa on May 23, 2010 11:27:40 GMT -5
Have a lot of tolerance for the most part with others but don't have a lot for myself these days.
Finding myself putting expectations on myself and just haven't beeen able to meet them. Nothing high or special, but just going through a rough patch right now with no motivation, no get up and go, no innovation and just no energy to do anything even if I get the idea.
Didn't even turn othe the TV last night to see what was on. Had my nose in a book or on the computer. Just couldn't get up and about. My feet were swollen and need to be put up and had trouble walking. I have a stool to use at the computer and I can lay back in my easy boy.
My big thing yesterday was dusting my china cabinet and TV. I was going to cook chicken but ended up cooking a roast of beef because I wanted the meat for sandwhiches. I STARTED cooking it at 9 p.m. All day I felt like going back to bed, laid down for about 10 minuts and then my phone rang. My son returning my call to say hello.
He informed me he had come back from this woman's place and for a moment I was jealous. I thought, some other woman is being a mother to my son. Then I gave myself a shake and thought, "When my son was growing up, this same woman was in Toronto acting out in her addiction and her son was at his Grandparents and he spent a lot of time at our house so turn about is fair play. Seems only right she should be there now to support my son in a strange city.
Finding myself putting expectations on myself and just haven't beeen able to meet them. Nothing high or special, but just going through a rough patch right now with no motivation, no get up and go, no innovation and just no energy to do anything even if I get the idea.
Didn't even turn othe the TV last night to see what was on. Had my nose in a book or on the computer. Just couldn't get up and about. My feet were swollen and need to be put up and had trouble walking. I have a stool to use at the computer and I can lay back in my easy boy.
My big thing yesterday was dusting my china cabinet and TV. I was going to cook chicken but ended up cooking a roast of beef because I wanted the meat for sandwhiches. I STARTED cooking it at 9 p.m. All day I felt like going back to bed, laid down for about 10 minuts and then my phone rang. My son returning my call to say hello.
He informed me he had come back from this woman's place and for a moment I was jealous. I thought, some other woman is being a mother to my son. Then I gave myself a shake and thought, "When my son was growing up, this same woman was in Toronto acting out in her addiction and her son was at his Grandparents and he spent a lot of time at our house so turn about is fair play. Seems only right she should be there now to support my son in a strange city.
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. I will be back looking for Lin and others.