Really - I'm not exaggerating - there's Zilch going on in my head right now.
Shoot, I think I put water on to boil for M's mac 'n cheese... I should check on that!
Okay - we're good.
There's plenty going on in my LIFE, but in my head... nada. I'm ignoring all emotional attachments right now - the end of the school year is fast approaching and because we're moving to a different school next year there's some drama to it all... but I don't want to think about it... don't want to get into the issues at all because it's SO much EASIER to just leave.
Baseball's almost over, which means no more worries about treats, consoling the kid when his team loses AGAIN, and making a b'zillion phone calls to get all the parents on the same page. The last games are this week and actually conflict with other plans... how will this work out? Don't know... but it will right - I mean, ten years from now I won't care about the conflict - so why fret now?
Summer will be here soon... I usually worry about plans, field trips, lessons, etc... until I'm blue in the face. Blue's not a good look for me, so I'm not going to stress about it this year.
Preschool graduation (one of the baseball conflicts) means that my little girl will be going to kindergarten in the fall... I'm supposed to be mourning the loss of my "baby"... but I'm not... I mean, I think I'm not... maybe I'm in denial? maybe I'm just too detached from emotions?
My parents were here last weekend. It was nice to see them - but I let the housework go and now have a LOT to do to catch up... and I'm sure that my husband would love it if I'd make a nice dinner for a change... (which we'll eat after baseball, right?) and maybe I'll get around to that, because that actually sounds like something I CAN do... because there's no "thinking" attached to the laundry, dishes, or vacuuming.
I don't like stress... it causes weight gain and zits - both of which I'm having LOTS of fun with currently. So I'm just not going to stress about things. I'll still DO things, I'm just not going to stress about them.
Like blogging - I should worry about writing a wonderful post for #200... but I won't - you'll just get what you get (and not have a fit)... if it's funny, bonus... if it's boring, deal. But don't "unfollow" me or anything - because then I'll blame the next 3 pounds on you!
See you later - I think it's time to meditate... or maybe that's the timer for the mac 'n cheese?
9 comments:
Wait, preschools have graduations? Clearly, I am missing something.
Ah, I've so been there! I hope that you can stop and read a book and relax, then maybe you'll feel like getting back on the go,go,go train. or, maybe not....and congrats on almost 200 posts!
Who schedules the last game of the season on a Memorial Day weekend? That's just silly.
Blue is my favorite color and denial is my favorite stage of grief. Stay there as long as possible.
I think I am going through much of the same thing.
I hate it when things conflict. Why? Why does this have to happen so often? So unfair.
I totally hear you... I have nothing going on up in my head and way behind on EVERYTHING!!!
Take a deep breath and a nap. Then hire a nanny, chauffeur, cook, maid, and spokesperson and you'll be just fine.
yeah ... so my life is dead dull boring. No hubby ... no kids ... no pets. Just work ... and chat ... and TV. I used to get stressed out about asshole chatters, then I realized, DUH!! they're not even 'really' in my life ... they're pixels which will fade away. No need to stress, just have a martini baby!
I've been brain dead lately too. My husband asked me what I was blogging about today and I told him shoes. He very politely waited until he was in another room until he laughed at me. Yep, it's possible I may never be funny or interesting again...
Whoa! You're writing like your youngest brother... :) Okay, you win in terms of quantity... well, and quality here is also a little more. But definately a little frazzled. Hope your life calms down a bit. It's nice when it's all over and school is over and the kids can stay home all day and... umm.. Hmm.. nevermind.
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