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My Life Thus Far
2007-07-08 05:19:06 (UTC)

The Types Of Things I Miss

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The tree which needs two arms to span its girth sprang
from the tiniest shot. Yon tower, nine stories high, rose
from a little mound of earth. A journey of a thousand
miles began with a single step.

Lao-Tse

Today was boring. I hate Saturdays that consist of me
sitting around doing nothing. The sobering fact is that I
have to do it again tomorrow. I would go out or something,
but I've got this sunburn still and the girls are brats in
public (at times), so I don't feel like going anywhere
that requires being outside, or being in a public place
with Kiki, who has discovered the art of not listening and
Annie who has mastered said art form. I'll be so glad when
Snookums comes home. Then it won't be me against "them"
(them being the children), we'll be a family again and
we'll be able to do fun things. I'm increasingly more
scared that Annie, Kiki, or both will end up wandering off
in a crowd. You hear about children getting lost or being
stolen all the time. I don't feel paranoid about it, but
being the only eyes watching over them in Seattle or
Tacoma, at a zoo or other public place is hard. Those are
the types of things I miss about having Snookums here in
the summer.

I was supposed to go out tonight, but my babysitter bailed
on me. I asked her last night when I got home if she could
watch them tonight and she said sure, but when I called
her this evening to confirm she was actually coming, she
said "since I hadn't heard from you all day, I went ahead
and made plans". I was 1 oz of tequila away from being
drunk last night and I remember asking her to babysit, why
couldn't she remember? Whatever. I'll get over it. I'm
just a little bitter because I'd started liking my adult
time on the weekends. I could go out, be with adults in a
fun (not work) environment and not think about the girls
for a minute. I feel like I'm getting to catch up on all
the fun I missed out on because I became a parent so
young. I'm not going crazy reliving my teenage years, but
for a few hours once a week, I get to pretend I'm still
somewhat young and carefree.

I guess I'll go take a shower or something until I pass
out from boredom. Ciao.




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