I'm trying to follow the adage of...
"if you don't have anything good to say then say nothing"
Do you know how hard that is?
Especially for a sarcastic realistic type of person it's excruciatingly painful.
I am trying though hence the not posting much lately.
I've been in a funk, disappointed in life in general and mine specifically.
I feel trapped by circumstances.
I'll get through it without murdering anyone I hope.
But some days, I swear....
Lord give me strength.
Life is progressing since fair.
LN is getting ready for 9th grade and field hockey tryouts which begin on her birthday.
I have a cake to bake for her and presents to present.
She'll be 14.
My baby is no baby.
I'm very proud of who she is becoming despite her parents.
She did inherit some of my worst traits.
I do not like to be touched.
All 3 of my young'uns inherited this issue.
It is a source of much distress but I have mostly overcome it.
Z and LN have definitely not and R is on the bubble.
She also has my temper.
She's doomed there.
Mine just gets worse as I age.
It's life , I know that drives it up.
I'm working on it mentally.
It's a battle.