I got some great advice after yesterday’s curse-filled ranting post about being really frustrated.
I was having a bad day. I needed some stress relief. I needed to kill off some of my frustrations before my brain imploded.
So I took that advice.
And here are the 5 things I did to cheer myself up:
1. I wrote a short fictional piece about sex for The Red Dress Club’s writing prompt, solely because it amused me to do so. I’ve never done this before (<– once you read the post, you can interpret that sentence in many disturbing ways). Please read my sex post and let me know what you think. I am already laughing at how horrified you must be at that request.
2. I bought myself stuff while the kids were at camp. You know, since laundry will eventually fold itself and money grows on trees. Luckily, Marshalls is perfectly stocked for when angry woe-is-me women cross their threshold.
2. I ate a very large portion of the coffee cake I had made for the neighbor then dropped into pieces then forgot to bring to her house. I even warmed it up. Maybe all my stupidity/clumsiness was meant to be?
3. I had my kids rest after camp. By “rest” I mean Separate And Leave Me Alone. Miss A laid on the family room couch watching one movie. Mr T was on the basement couch watching another. I was in my office. No speaking, please and thank you.
4. Late afternoon, we went to the playground to
see my friends let my kids play with their friends. I was calmer by then, and the kids were threatened well played well. We all got our sunshine fix, we all got our friend fix, everyone went home happier.
5. I said “No!” to this:
Instead of cleaning, I showered & pajama-ed right after putting the kids to bed, sat down on my own bed to catch up on some Words With Friends & Scrabble games on my iPad, which led to me passing out in my robe with an iPad on my belly around 9pm. Sleep is awesome.
So now it is a new day. I am in a better mood.
I feel better just knowing that I can bang out a pissed-off, curse-laden post and it will bring me sound advice, offers of shoulders to lean on, and the kind words of people who tell me that even in my worst times, I am not alone.
Isn’t that all we ever really need?
Well, that and some cute glass owls.
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