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This journal is for my thoughts... |
| If you could see through my thick skull and see thoughts you would find that there are too many all fragmented in my mind. Let me start off by saying this last weekend was a trying weekend for me. It seemed like everything was snowballing right on top of each other. First, my husband got sick and had to go to the ER on Saturday evening. Then, our dog Snowball got loose while I was trying to get her in the house. My knee is still in a brace and perfectly straight and there is not much I can do in terms of physical exertion. Things just seem to go on and on. My son had the run of the house all weekend which meant that I found crumbs and whatnot around the house this morning. Last night I spent time picking up dirty clothes and cleaning up fake blood that was spread throughout the bathroom by my son. I am just hoping that now that this weekend is over that things get back to normal around here. My husband is taking off of work today and I sure hope the antibiotics kick in by tomorrow so he can get back to his normal schedule. Also I need him to be better by Wednesday so that he can take me to my doctor's appointment for my knee. There are probably many more thoughts but to put them into words that one can understand, as well as not hurt someone, is almost impossible. **************************** I am more myself in solitude. For in solitude I am myself. -(c)Melia Benjamin, August 2000 **************************** |