Why is it that when you go to bed with angels on your pillows, with nothing but good intentions of waking up the next day and having a fabulous day... but then low and behold... sometime between the time you fell asleep, the seven hours that went by, and then waking up ... all hell breaks loose!!
One thing that didn't help was that I wasn't feeling well... been fighting a sinus headache for the past couple of days... but that doesn't constitute being in such a horrendous mood.
Well let's see...
~ I have been talking, chatting, skype-ing and even playing words with friends with Addison... off and on for a few weeks now... ~ I'm hoping that this is just an example of good things to come!
~I have not been able to get a hold of Logan since a week or so after Mother's day... this doesn't help any at all- he or I especially when he is at such a vulnerable age (20) with so many choices and decisions to be made
~Tried calling my mother... no response! What else is new! Especially when she was suppose to help me out with something this past week. Why give your word on something and then not follow through?! History repeating itself, once again! I guess I should know better.... so this one's on me!
~Tried calling my sister... no response! What else is new!!?? She was suppose to have come through on something for me as well..
~Wake up, and as I mentioned not feeling well... the house is a wreck!
~This is now WEEK 25 of my NO CAR dilemma... Even under warranty, we gave them $400 for what seemed to be for the computer, that was in the beginning of June... we thought we would be getting back my car within two weeks at that point. Oh and by the way, a year ago this week we bought both Dino's and my cars! This is not the first time it has been at the shop either... so,with that, I'd be lucky if I drove my car for three months... IF THAT!
~This evening, I once again try to call Logan, my second son... but to no avail... no answer... and no I can not leave a message [because it makes some strange noise and does not give you the opportunity to do so], and I text him from my google number... and nothing.. I didn't go all "psycho-dialing", well I only tried calling four times... but still to no avail... nothing.
So... instead of yelling "CALGON TAKE ME AWAY!" ... I guess I took the low row and opted to be in a crappy mood.
You know what that means... crappy mood = bad negative thoughts!
Why!? Well, as far as I am concerned you, or rather I am completely stressed about some obligations we have, and and does not help that I can't talk to Logan.
I know my son is twenty... however twenty year old(s) not only still need hugs, but they need their moms too!
Now some constructive criticism to myself... I overheard this on tv earlier and it has been repeating itself in my head off and on since ..."Do you think that possibly MY expectations
are a little bit too high?" Good question, huh? OR...
Maybe I just need to hang in there, and continue to give it to my higher being...
Let go... let God!
Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own. ~Aristotle
A mother's heart is a patchwork of love. ~Author Unknown
268 days to go...
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