These past months, well, they haven’t been easy. And just when I thought I could come up for a bit of air, I feel like I’m back under water again floundering like a beached whale. I guess I can’t actually be beached AND under water at the same time, but you know what I mean. Apparently I can’t even execute a decent metaphor while under stress.
Here are some things I COULD be doing right now:
1) getting caught up on work
2) knitting for Christmas presents
3) writing a real blog post and/or finishing my nablopomo posts
4) wrapping presents
5) figuring out what we’re going to eat for dinner
6) making said dinner
7) tidying my utterly chaotic house
8) ordering last minute Christmas gifts
9) figuring out where Sweet Girl is going to go to pre-school next year
Here’s a list of things I WANT to be doing right now:
1) sleeping
2) sleeping
3) crying…oh, wait, I already did that
4) reading
5) sleeping
Usually list-making makes me feel better, but those two lists are only serving to stress me out even more because there’s about a million other things I could add to list #1, and list #2 just feels like a pipe dream. I’d love to think that once Christmas is over things will ease up, but life and reality are going to come crashing back with a vengeance come January, and the thought of that makes me want to curl up in a little ball and rock back and forth.
BLURGH. (That, sadly, is the most articulate finale I can come up with at the moment).
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