Surrounded by candy wrappers....I am stuck.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The sin bin. I have to stand on my toes to reach it and CAREFULLY skootch it forward so that I can slip my fingers over the edge and grab a mini Heath bar...or three. Damn! When I finally "came to", I was on the sofa surrounded by 3 candy wrappers ( and I would like more). The sofa...Ahh Yes, tell me about your childhood. What possessed me for those few moments? I have no idea. The weather? It was sunny. (The cloudy grey skies often have me singing the blues.) My mother stepping on my toes? maybe. Not enough sleep? (I took a Tylenol PM last night). But I think that my biggest battle right now is that I am basically bored sh-t-lss! I am tired of staying home! Yes, I volunteer..a lot. And I teach ESL. But I also know that with my husband's job/business travel and with one child still at home, I need to be able to drop everything and be here. So what do I really want? "I want to get away. I want to fly away. Yeah. yeah. yeah." (who sings that song?). My girlfriend/neighbor just booted the last one out of the house and took off to Europe for a month and a half to do a pilgrimage hike. I want to take off. I am not happy unless I have a trip on the agenda (which I do) and I am going someplace where I have never been (which is not the case). So I feel like I am spinning my wheels. I feel stuck. I want to get away. I want to get away. I want to fly away. yeah. yeah. yea.