Running at the brain....
...instead of the mouth.
I am in a bad mood. Pure and simple.
There’s crap going on I am not happy with at all. I feel guilty for being in a bad mood – like I have to justify it somehow...
I begin to ponder the reasons why I find myself on edge to see if maybe I am over-reacting and no, I think, given the circumstances, others would be on edge too...and there’s no end in sight.
I want my car back! I don’t know when I am going to get it back or how much it’s going to cost me out-of-pocket and it’s making me nervous.
I want the idiots that I have to put up with to fade into the background – perhaps even completely disappear...but that’s not going to happen…besides there will always be more idiots to take their place.
I think about how I don’t want to get into the ‘craziness’ of planning a wedding. I think about the things couples are ‘suppose’ to do when they announce their engagement. They have pictures taken, they have a ‘party’ – I find all this stuff ridiculous. I am not some blushing bride. I am not in my 20s and just starting out. All of the stuff about getting married is so sickeningly-sweetly-irritating that I want to scream. The word ‘elope’ springs to mind – however both of us want to be married in a church and both of us want a ceremony. I’d like to have a party to introduce Erin around – but who the hell has the time for such crap – and as far as pictures go – yeah OK – I hate my pictures. In fact if there ends up not being a single solitary picture of me for my wedding day I am OK with that...
I am irritated cause I’ve been invited to a party tonight and I want to go – I just might – but it’s in the ex’s neighborhood and it gives me the creeps being anywhere near him – I have an eye doctor’s appt later today and if my pupils get dilated it might all be a moot point...
The mosaic isn’t all that ugly – there’s joy that abounds:
With Erin, last night was wonderful – we had amazing conversations, about ethics and philosophy; we ‘talked’ out a scenario together for a story – it was kind of lame but fun. This morning he got up and made me coffee – I never know how to deal with him doing nice things for me – it completely throws me off kilter. That’s not a good thing and he needs to know how very much I appreciate his kindnesses and his loving gestures. I am a lucky woman and I love him so very much. I may even get to go skiing this weekend and break one of my limbs – can’t wait!
My job still challenges me – it’s not all that bad – today I got to do something really interesting – every now and then, I get to deal with the international population and it’s fascinating and fun….
Last but certainly not least, something to look forward to – our friend Michael is coming up from Texas and we get to meet him and have dinner with him on Sunday! YAY!
All in all not such a bad existence….now if I could just sneak in a nap it would be perfect.
I am in a bad mood. Pure and simple.
There’s crap going on I am not happy with at all. I feel guilty for being in a bad mood – like I have to justify it somehow...
I begin to ponder the reasons why I find myself on edge to see if maybe I am over-reacting and no, I think, given the circumstances, others would be on edge too...and there’s no end in sight.
I want my car back! I don’t know when I am going to get it back or how much it’s going to cost me out-of-pocket and it’s making me nervous.
I want the idiots that I have to put up with to fade into the background – perhaps even completely disappear...but that’s not going to happen…besides there will always be more idiots to take their place.
I think about how I don’t want to get into the ‘craziness’ of planning a wedding. I think about the things couples are ‘suppose’ to do when they announce their engagement. They have pictures taken, they have a ‘party’ – I find all this stuff ridiculous. I am not some blushing bride. I am not in my 20s and just starting out. All of the stuff about getting married is so sickeningly-sweetly-irritating that I want to scream. The word ‘elope’ springs to mind – however both of us want to be married in a church and both of us want a ceremony. I’d like to have a party to introduce Erin around – but who the hell has the time for such crap – and as far as pictures go – yeah OK – I hate my pictures. In fact if there ends up not being a single solitary picture of me for my wedding day I am OK with that...
I am irritated cause I’ve been invited to a party tonight and I want to go – I just might – but it’s in the ex’s neighborhood and it gives me the creeps being anywhere near him – I have an eye doctor’s appt later today and if my pupils get dilated it might all be a moot point...
The mosaic isn’t all that ugly – there’s joy that abounds:
With Erin, last night was wonderful – we had amazing conversations, about ethics and philosophy; we ‘talked’ out a scenario together for a story – it was kind of lame but fun. This morning he got up and made me coffee – I never know how to deal with him doing nice things for me – it completely throws me off kilter. That’s not a good thing and he needs to know how very much I appreciate his kindnesses and his loving gestures. I am a lucky woman and I love him so very much. I may even get to go skiing this weekend and break one of my limbs – can’t wait!
My job still challenges me – it’s not all that bad – today I got to do something really interesting – every now and then, I get to deal with the international population and it’s fascinating and fun….
Last but certainly not least, something to look forward to – our friend Michael is coming up from Texas and we get to meet him and have dinner with him on Sunday! YAY!
All in all not such a bad existence….now if I could just sneak in a nap it would be perfect.
posted by Colette at 10:26 AM
2 Comments:
You think the background for the story was lame? I think the dad/ghost thing was, but the rest of the sotry was doable though perhaps a bit cliche'.
So how would you do it differently, assuming you keep the ship, runaway bride/stowaway, doctor, and passengers?
I answered you off-line my dear...
But perhaps we should begin by how/where you would have gone with the story...
Sarting with the ship....
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