Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I have been trying to think of something good to post about. Do you find that good writing requires a good mood? It's not like we haven't done anything at all. I did cook some yesterday and thought about posting about cooking, and didn't. My feet were numb and it wasn't fun.
The garden is growing and struggling from the heat but it is hanging in there. I am getting cucumbers, no tomatoes yet they are still green. I need to make some pickles. I thought about posting on the garden but I didn't.
I'm losing weight, and thought about posting about that, but didn't.
I'm reading a book that is supposed to be fabulous, "Housekeeping" by Marilynne Robinson, but I find it wordy and confusing. I can't get a clear picture about the house in my head, I suppose I really do think at that Jr. high level. I thought about posting about books, and didn't.
The truth is I just feel blah. If I let myself I could cry, but I'm not going to, not today.
I am really tired of these boots. Sometimes I walk around without them, anyway just to test and see if these ankles are really cracked and maybe this isn't true. I am careful with my cheating.
Truthfully, I feel a little whiney and depressed about it. It's not even the 1st of July yet, I have to wear these all through the summer and it has been STINKIN hot! I won't paint a picture of the sweat drenched ultra thick padding in these boots.
I am behind on everything. If I try and just tough it out and stand up to clean and get things done well I trip because the feet on these things are too long, or kick something, ouch. Getting upstairs is really interesting. Not a pretty sight. I have to use two hands and kinda haul my self up and it's really because the boots are so awkward. My husband helps and so does Kayla but you know how it is when the mom is off duty.
And I am REALLY tired of duck jokes.
So that is it.
A pity party! Welcome to my pity party. You know, I know the drill. Think about how much worse things good be, or think about all the good that is. I know that. I am grateful for what is good.
I know it could be worse my whole body could be in a dad gum boot and then I'd throw my self off of some bridge. But if you don't mind I'll just go ahead and have a little pity party today and if you don't want to attend I certainly understand.