September 2nd, 2009

when is it my turn for a breakdown?  when will the stars align and the calendars magically empty themselves of all obligations so I can fall apart?  do single people with no kids have a corner on the market?  how about married folks who have a partner to look out for the kids while the other one dissolves into a puddle on the shower floor?  is there a list to get on?  do I need to slip someone a $50?  keep going, keep plugging away, keep focused, keep the order, keep the mascara handy for a touch-up, keep the kitchen cleaned and the laundry folded, keep the cat box scooped and for heavens sake, keep the coffee brewing.

5 Responses to “My Turn”

  1. Professor Fate says:

    HUG!! It’ll be OK.

    There is no reason to have a breakdown if the stars align and the calendars magically empty themselves of all obligations.

    BFF could probably be bribed for less than $50.

    You were married. Did you ever have a partner to look out for the kids while you dissolved into a puddle on the shower floor? Or did you have the two guys you married?

    quit being my voice of reason. *grin* i’m better today, it just builds and builds and builds and every now and then it bubbles over. don’t you know i want perfection? i want it all?

  2. Jill Pilgrim says:

    I know how you feel. I feel that way sometimes too.

    it gets frustrating because i hold it in, i don’t share with those who are closest to me, then it gets to the point where i feel like i’m going to explode. then i keep holding it in because it’s gotten so bad that it’s too much to have to explain to anyone. self-imposed insanity!

  3. LiLu says:

    Oh. I’m supposed to scoop out the cat box?

    xoxo

    meh… just get B to do it!

  4. becky says:

    A good cry now and again never hurt anything.

    Hugs, girl…I know it’s a tough go alone, but you do a darn good job of it.

    the tears just have a nasty habit of flowing at the wrong time.

  5. Professor Fate says:

    You can’t always get what you want, but if you try some time you just might find…

    i can’t get no satisfaction