Monday, March 15, 2010

So my get together a few weeks ago was quaint (meaning hardly no one showed up) but very nice. And it was appreciated by my friend that came in from out of town. So that was the most important thing, really.

I'm still fed up with the bullshit at work. There's just no more to say about that.

This past weekend I had the very rare occurance to have the children out of the house and the husband out of town. Let me just give you the best description I possibly can: SILENCE. I went to bed with no tv blasting sportscenter. That hasn't happened in 8 years!

And it's highly ironic since I love to talk and love to chat with friends. But lately, it seems that the silence is what I love the most. I find myself getting in the car and not turning on the radio or listening to anything. I just want quiet. I'm pretty sure I will be headed for a white padded room in my old age, but whatever. Quiet is what makes me happy right now.

My sister who got married last year is pregnant. I got to say, I don't love the new husband as much as I did the old husband. My former brother in law (and father to my nieces and nephew) is the coolest. And I know why they divorced and I understand. But the new hubby? I woun't have picked him for her at all. He's younger than her and he doesn't have any kids of his own until the baby is due in September. He didn't start on the greatest foot with my nieces and nephew either. And for me, once you do the babies wrong - I might not end up feeling you at all. That's just me. Maybe when his is born, he'll shape up. But I don't know...

While I still have a good life, sometimes I wish that the path I have carved out for myself was a little less rocky. Yeah, yeah, I know that trials and tribulations give you character and get you ready for even harder obstacles - I GET IT! And I'm not hardly in as bad a situation as some folks, losing homes and jobs and stuff. Do I need a paved yellow brick road? Nah, that's not it. I just wish that sometimes I didn't have to work so hard for so little. Is that asking too much?