Today we will celebrate the 11th birthday of my daughter. We've gotten her some new clothes, new basketball shoes, and a portable basketball hoop. I'm excited to see what she thinks of the hoop as we've talked about getting her one for about 2 years now and we finally bucked up and did it. I'm making confetti cupcakes for her and we're having a little family get together for her at my mom's house today.
So needless to say... this will not be a lazy Sunday for me.... :(
Have you ever had the kind of apifany that seriously throws you for a loop for days?
I've recently come to realize that my life consists of work, sleep, bathroom breaks, cigarettes, & on occassion facebook. But lately it's only been the first 4. I'm 34 years old and I guess it just hit me a few days ago as I listened to my aunts and uncles talk about thier retirement plans that I still have 33 years of work, sleep, bathroom breaks, and cigarettes before I'll be able to enjoy my life without having to work 40 hrs a week. WTF? Really? I mean honestly who decided that 65 or 67 is the apprpriate age to retire? Why can't it be like 40 or 50 when you're still young enough to enjoy it? Let's face it, there are soooo few that will make enough money to retire early and there's even some that won't ever be able to retire. I just want to enjoy my life and it seems like there's always something else that's more important. Bills, gas, groceries, school, gifts, and on, and on, and on.... Will it ever stop? No... but that's not going to stop me from complaining about it because that's the only way that I'm able to make myself feel better about the whole damn nasty little circle that never ends.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Lazy Sundays
So I've realized that though Saturday is my favorite day of the week, i.e. get to sleep in and no work the next day, Sunday tends to be the day of the week when I actually get to just chill at home and stay in my jammies all day long if I want to. I love lazy Sundays!
I've also come to the realization that my 10 (soon to be 11) year old daughter loves lazy Sundays almost more than I do. I told her she needed to clean her room today or there'd be no slumber party for her birthday. What does she do? She stomps off to her room, tears in eyes, stomp in step, and promptly slams her door behind her.... really? Obviously, I've interrupted HER lazy Sunday!! By gosh I should have known better than to ask her to do ANYTHING on a Sunday.
All 10 yr old tantrums aside, she's a good kid. It took her all of about 20 mins to clean up her room. Granted, not clean to my standards, but clean none the less. She's growing and developing so fast that my head is spinning. She's already got my "monthly" mood swings and holy crap! Get the heck out of the way and just keep your mouth shut if don't want to see the water works begin! The tears are almost nonstop these days. Trying to get the hubby to understand that she's got hormones surging, doesn't help. And I'll admit, I get frustrated too. I just have to keep telling myself, "only another 8 years... only another 8 years!!" LOL!! Who am I frickin kidding? She's an only child. She'll live at home forever!!
I've also come to the realization that my 10 (soon to be 11) year old daughter loves lazy Sundays almost more than I do. I told her she needed to clean her room today or there'd be no slumber party for her birthday. What does she do? She stomps off to her room, tears in eyes, stomp in step, and promptly slams her door behind her.... really? Obviously, I've interrupted HER lazy Sunday!! By gosh I should have known better than to ask her to do ANYTHING on a Sunday.
All 10 yr old tantrums aside, she's a good kid. It took her all of about 20 mins to clean up her room. Granted, not clean to my standards, but clean none the less. She's growing and developing so fast that my head is spinning. She's already got my "monthly" mood swings and holy crap! Get the heck out of the way and just keep your mouth shut if don't want to see the water works begin! The tears are almost nonstop these days. Trying to get the hubby to understand that she's got hormones surging, doesn't help. And I'll admit, I get frustrated too. I just have to keep telling myself, "only another 8 years... only another 8 years!!" LOL!! Who am I frickin kidding? She's an only child. She'll live at home forever!!
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