I have overloaded myself with responsibilities and the stress is overwhelming. Even the smallest tasks seem difficult. I’m hoping the three-day weekend coming up is a chance to slow down a little.
The girls came in second place (out of three). It was their best showing so far this season. So proud of them.
The amount of makeup these kids were wearing was almost frightening. Here’s Christina trying to get hers off. To each their own.
It’s another cheerleading weekend. Here we go again!
This past week has been an emotional marathon. And there is no end in sight.
These camellias bloom every year, but I never take the time to appreciate them. They come all the same, blooming for their own benefit. I bet it’s nice to be noticed.
I ended up taking the day off work today. The idea of getting up at 6:30am and going nonstop until 9:30pm was just too overwhelming after the last couple of days. The extra time to myself isn’t really improving my mood, but it’s definitely not making it worse, which I’m sure would have been the…
Today was terrible. I had to sing at church, which is always nerve-wracking. I felt like I sounded awful and I hated every second of it. Then I had big plans to go to the zoo with my DSLR and telephoto lens. I charged up the battery, got all my gear together, forced Robin to…
Today was a day of working to fulfill obligations. Writing for an upcoming workshop, calling a friend, learning music to sing at tomorrow’s church service (nothing like the last minute), finding a babysitter. Even the things I do for myself are for other people. I don’t know what it is that I want. Sleep, mostly.
It has been a rough week. A lot of tears, a lot of angst, a lot of trudging through endless emotional muck. February is not my favorite month.
Exciting things that happened today: I started a new workout at the gym, I ate a peanut butter sandwich, I finished re-reading The Chamber of Secrets (now to re-watch the movie), I have a church meeting tonight. I can barely contain myself.
Today Mom would have been 76. Even though she didn’t want to be here, the world was better for having her. I wish things had been easier. I hope she is at peace. I’m still picking up the pieces behind her.