Mom-ness
This is day 4 of my No New Groceries challenge, wherein I attempt to live off the fat I’ve stored in my freezer and pantry.
I’m not really going to talk about the challenge in this post, so I’ll understand if you skip it.
I’ve written a couple of different posts to try to recap today but they’re all too whiney and I just couldn’t bear to foist them on an unsuspecting blogosphere.
Suffice it to say, today was a day when my teenage son took a lot and gave nothing in return. In addition, his sloth has ruined another load of laundry. At least this time it was his stuff and not mine.
I’ve spent the evening feeling like shit that he has so little regard for me that he would not communicate about some simple stuff or put down the freaking X-box controller long enough to do a few simple things around here.
All this on a day when Evil Corporate Job was particularly evil and completely wore me out.
This has made me question the decisions I have made to keep the house which requires me to keep this corporate job that kills me a little more everyday so that I could keep things stable “for them” was a stupid decision. That going through this soul-sucking torture every day is a waste. Wouldn’t it have been better to give up the house, moved into a smaller, rented place where the landlord is responsible for the mowing and the maintenance and the monthly budget would have been lower and I could have finished this career shift years ago instead of being trapped in this situation for the duration of the recession – if not longer.
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Dare me to up my contribution to hunger related non-profits.
Day 3 recap:
Breakfast – coffee from coffee shop
Lunch – lunch with contractor colleague. She bought
Dinner – G bought at Manning’s for Church Administrator Day
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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Teen driver 2008
a long awaited email 2007
how can I be clearer about this? 2007
So there you go 2006
October 16th, 2009 at 11:16 am
I don’t know. I’ve been renting forever and you get nothing back and you have people who live above you who may or may not party til all hours. I’m hopefully buying a smaller house and it will cost me a few hundred more a month to own, but I can’t wait to actually be able to paint it the way I want and not have other renters above us and not be throwing my money away.
October 16th, 2009 at 7:00 pm
Sorry you had such a day. I hope you weekend gets better from here. And remember that DH2’s brain is not completely developed yet – he’ll figure it out in a few years, and then you’ll get one heck of an apology.
Sending you *HUGS*
October 21st, 2009 at 7:50 pm
Oh, I’m sorry.
Discerning Life is right. When my daughter was born, I began calling my mum regularly and apologizing for all of the stuff I’d put her through over the years.
Your son will, too.