Monday, January 16, 2006

At Which Point I Turned Into a Crying Puddle on the Floor

First of all, hormones suck. Suck. Suck. SUCK.

Second of all, I'm not Super Woman, Wonder Woman or SuperFantabulousTotallyAwsome Woman either.

I'm real. I don't cope well with sick children, a pissy husband AND my pseudo-brain aneurysm acting up.

I would like a break, Universe. A break in which everyone is happy, no one is stressed and the debt is paid down.

In all seriousness, is this too much to ask?

4 comments:

marshamlow said...

I am so sorry. You can come and visit me here in Japan. We have an extra room, stay as long as you want.

I disagree with you though, I think you are an incredibly strong woman.

Jenn said...

I ask myself the same question on a daily basis. If you get the answer from the Closed-Mouthed One Upstairs, please let me in on it. Hang in, and know that you're not the only crying puddle around, not by a long shot. (And thanks so much for sticking with b'eaw.)

kristi, who needs ouzo said...

Sorry things are sucking so much. It sounds as if you need a night out with no kids (and perhaps no husband). Let me know if I can help with that.... ;)

capello said...

Ouzo. Oooooooooouuuuuzzzzzzoooo.