Not a Good Day
Posted July 19, 2008on:
It’s late on Saturday evening. My daughter is asleep, my husband is upstairs reading and I finally have a quiet moment to sit and write a post.
It’s been a long week. Between my new job and my daughter’s summer camp schedule, I’ve felt like everything is falling apart around here. It all came to a head yesterday: I was throwing a small party in the evening and I had a lot to do. I looked around and there were the messy piles on my desk (again); I couldn’t find something I needed for an event; there was (and still is) a basket of clean laundry to put away; I had forgotten to send in some paperwork for Girl Scout camp; blah blah blah . . .
My evening ended with ranting and raving at my husband – “other people don’t live like this” – and I went to bed feeling awful.
I had to get up early to run in a 5K and I think that saved me. Nothing like a burst of endorphins to lift your spirits. We ended up having a really fun family day, and had some friends over to finish off the Sangria and food left from Friday’s party.
I feel much better, but I think I need to re-evaluate my commitments and my schedule for the next few weeks so I don’t have more days like yesterday. The summer is too short to spend it feeling cranky and out of control!