Ugggghhh...I usually try to keep most of my posts on here cheerful, informative, and/or fun. But I guess since this is my place, I can do what I want, huh?
What I'm trying to say is that I am feeling a little sorry for myself tonight. In the almost 2 weeks since I broke my ankle, I have tried to have a grrrreat attitude. And I'm pretty darn sure that I accomplished that goal. Like 24/7. The kids staying with my SIL played a big part in my being able to keep it going. Now that they're home, it is all feeling a bit more real. I cannot get up and help my kids do anything. I can't easily go to the room they are in to intervene in ww3. I can't pick up a pile of junk on the floor and put it away. I can't even shower completely solo.
Everyone around me is very willing to help. Really. They are. My mom has really gone above and beyond. I mean, she cleaned my house just about from head to toe, caught up on all the laundry from our trip, and has spent countless hours keeping me company. She is the bomb...seriously. My husband has been very thoughtful. He bought a shower stool so I can keep clean without having to sponge bath. It feels heavenly. He calls several times a day to check on me. He's a cutie pie. I'm so glad I picked him. I really am!The thing that is bothering me right now, is that I don't want to ask for stuff and bug people. I don't mind asking for a bit of help with the kids or for a few dinners, but I am realizing that I am going to have to gloss over things that are bothering me for a while. Aforementioned piles of stuff on the floor that may belong to me, and are usually my responsibility since it is my stuff...but I just can't do it. Ugggghhh.
And with so many others going through things that are soooo much tougher, I feel silly and guilty even feeling this way, much less posting this on my blog.Let's see if this little exercise helps at all...here are some things that I can appreciate about my current position: (just go with me here...kind of like a situation gratitude list)
- I get to read a ton of blogs cause I can't do much else.
- I am not currently expected to maintain my house in any way.
- I get to spend tons of time with my mum (we're great buddies, y'all...love that woman)
- I get to endulge in Bravo marathons of Project Runway, Shear Genius, and discover new shows that I now love, like Tabitha's Salon Takeover.
- Did I mention that I love reading and discovering new blogs?
- I'm sure there is so much more...this is just what I can think of for now.
I think it will also help if I pretend that this is my bedroom where I get to hang out:
I am sure that I will feel better tomorrow. I am just having a minute (or 60) of a pity party. I feel better now. Thanks for listening.
P.S. Kelli -Thanks for dinner. It was so yummy & I pretty much inhaled it. Kind of embarassing, really. But don't go feeling like you need to run over here and do anything. I'm just venting, really. I promise. Put your keys away. Go sit down. I mean it. And thanks again for tonight.