Just call me Sisyphus. Minus the whole chronic deceitfulness thing.
I am trying:
- to make the best of our new apartment even though it was previously inhabited by smokers and there is extensive water damage.
- to not take it personally that a manager at work is being a power-hungry jackass and doesn't think I'm enough of a "team player" to work in the bar.
- to not stress out about the lack of hours Todd is getting scheduled which is forcing me to pick up as many shifts as I can.
- to not worry about how our bills are going to get paid each month.
- to not panic that we aren't pregnant yet after four months of trying, and more than that of not not trying.
- to not hate my body's shape.
- to not get frustrated with Todd or the children on an hourly basis.
- to get caught up with laundry.
- to get caught up on dishes.
- to unpack more boxes and make this place feel more like home.
- to not compare myself to others so much.
- to try to think of a good enough reason to tell my Dad why we didn't Skype him today after Todd and I had a fight.
- to not be depressed on Sundays and not want to go to church because that means I have to smile, be nice, and socialize.
- to have patience through all of this.
- to not break down and cry right now.
Deep breath, moves are always hard. Since we moved in June we have not gone back to our chuch much unless i have to run sound. Its a struggle to get adjusted.
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