Good grief.
Still no drama.
I'm happy, carefree.
My children did their best this morning to make me lose my mind, but I did not.
I was totally irritated with them for throwing rocks down the stairs (a BAG full of sea stones that SOMEONE thought would make a great birthday gift for my rock loving son), but didn't lose it.
I was mildly bothered when I found they had taken off all the couch cushions and were jumping on the springs of my couch, but I did not freak out.
I was able to ignore the fact that they picked half the flowers off of my freshly planted mums.
I had to stifle an actual giggle when I found G trying to "fix L's boo-boo" (imaginary) with a cotton ball full of calamine lotion.
I did laundry and dishes today.
I read blogs, I took a nap.
My social calendar is full this week...scrapbook class with my friend E tonight, visiting with another stay at home mom friend tomorrow afternoon, margaritas with a buddy Thursday, short visit to an out-of-town friend on Friday, and not a panic-attack in sight.
Is this what it is like to be normal, or have I OVER MEDICATED MYSELF?
Wait, if I'm worrying about that, I must still be "me". Nevermind.
Still no drama.
I'm happy, carefree.
My children did their best this morning to make me lose my mind, but I did not.
I was totally irritated with them for throwing rocks down the stairs (a BAG full of sea stones that SOMEONE thought would make a great birthday gift for my rock loving son), but didn't lose it.
I was mildly bothered when I found they had taken off all the couch cushions and were jumping on the springs of my couch, but I did not freak out.
I was able to ignore the fact that they picked half the flowers off of my freshly planted mums.
I had to stifle an actual giggle when I found G trying to "fix L's boo-boo" (imaginary) with a cotton ball full of calamine lotion.
I did laundry and dishes today.
I read blogs, I took a nap.
My social calendar is full this week...scrapbook class with my friend E tonight, visiting with another stay at home mom friend tomorrow afternoon, margaritas with a buddy Thursday, short visit to an out-of-town friend on Friday, and not a panic-attack in sight.
Is this what it is like to be normal, or have I OVER MEDICATED MYSELF?
Wait, if I'm worrying about that, I must still be "me". Nevermind.
5 Comments:
I could totally use some of that calmness as I have none! None I tell you. It's horrible.
And the internet all races over to ask what in the hell kind of miracle drug have you found woman.
Really though, that's fabulous.
I just think it's funny that even though you are feeling wonderful and un-anxious, you are STILL WORRYING about over-medicating yourself.
You're such a dork - and I mean that in the most loving way possible lol. *hugs*
I just think it's funny that even though you are feeling wonderful and un-anxious, you are STILL WORRYING about over-medicating yourself.
You're such a dork - and I mean that in the most loving way possible lol. *hugs*
I'll have what you're having!!
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