I am tired again, and this time, it has nothing to do with Nicholas. :-) I don't like dealing with people. I really don't. Because of my personality, I find it easier to be a doormat than to stand up for myself. When I actually do stand up for myself or set some boundaries, I always come away feeling horrible. Like I'm a sad, sick, selfish person. Hmmmm, I take back the part about it being easier to be a doormat. I did that this week, too, and I've been struggling within myself to keep from taking offense because I feel like I was taken advantage of. Argh, argh, argh.
So now I am sitting here, drinking a root beer, and writing. I think the sugar content in the root beer always helps me. I should go make myself a root beer float or something; then I would be dead to the world. hee hee Can anyone see why we don't do alcohol in our home? I think I have an addictive personality. You should see me with a huge, one pound box of Hot Tamales. I will literally eat the whole thing in one day. My tongue will be burning from sugar and cinnamon, and I still will be unable to control the urge to each just ten more. :-) Yum, yum. Of course, then I feel horribly guilty. I have been trying to limit myself to one superfluous sugar item a day. Yesterday I had none. Maybe I should make up for that today.
I am sorry to all of my (2) readers who expect something more substantial from me, like pictures of my son. I don't particularly like to post two downer blogs back-to-back, but that is just life. I am waiting to see if my husband will actually come home at a decent time today. I surely hope so, because he won't be home tomorrow night until eleven or so. Hmmm.
Okay, one happy thing so that I don't completely make my readers down and discouraged. Monty scratched me in the face today, and I didn't kill him.
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It's going to be o.k. girlie! Sorry I passed on the addiction to Hot Tamales! It's a hard issue to deal with people, but sometimes you just have to be truthful, in a non-attacking way, and not worry about it. I know that's hard because you are a nice person. (most of the time) :) Go look at Nathan, and everything will be right again! :) (that's Nonni for ya!)
Lol. I'm glad Monty isn't dead. I think the Animal Rights people have made that illegal. . .unfortunately. ;-)
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