Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Tired
I’m tired of staying inside because it is winter.
I’m tired of trying to put pictures on my blog and failing because I don’t know how to fix a goof.
I’m tired of hearing “Ask your doctor if this is right for you.”
I’m tired of “side affects may include”.
I’m tired of having to choose the lesser of two evils in an election when I don’t know who is the lesser of two evils and even if I did, I would rather vote for a canidate I believed in.
I’m tired of worrying about when one of my kids is going to get too broken to fix.
I’m tired of worrying about if the grandkids are going to make it through this mess we call life.
I’m tired of thinking I should post something.
I’m tired of feeling like after the medication and feeding I want to go back to bed until the next pill or shot is due. Knowing full well he can’t do it himself.
I’m tired that the highlight of my day is chasing the squirrels off the bird feeder.
I’m tired of whining, bitching, complaining, and stressing myself out about shit I can’t change, can’t ignore, or can’t redo.
So I guess I will be thankful that everyone will be breathing tomorrow, that I can afford to buy necessities, and can find happiness in a bit of sunshine.
The headache will go away. The winter will leave also. And I will climb out of the rut and start smiling again very soon.
