Today

Today I woke up a little less than pleasant.

I felt sick.

I felt tired.

I felt achy.

I felt sore.

I felt annoyed.

I was so hungry but there was nothing in my house that sounded appetizing.

So I forced a piece of toast down my throat (and by force I mean in between gags and re-swallowing). It was a little nasty and I gave the rest to Lorelle. I couldn't eat anything more, it just made me sicker.

I wanted a pity party. I sat listening to kids fight, looking at the garbage dump that is my home, trying to think of something for supper that doesn't make me what to hurl and began to feel sorry for myself since I haven't been able to do all the things I used to. Feeling overwhelmed at not being able to keep up with anything and then it just gets the best of me and I just feel worse.

I want to complain about everything, just let it all out. But as I was sitting here wondering what to say, all I could think about is how it's really not that bad and there are so many people out there with worse situations and I should quit being a selfish, whiny baby and suck it up. So I'm not going to.

Jared is at school and Lorelle is sleeping so I am spending the afternoon with Mady who just came and gave me a hug. It made me feel so much better. So as much as I wish I had a maid, my own restaurant in my backyard to eat at everyday and no responsibility so I could sit and laze around all day, at least I can be sick and I should be grateful for that and realize it's only for a short while and the best part.......the LAST time I will ever have to do it. That thought in itself makes my pity party disappear.