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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

This morning I slapped myself around a bit

hopped out of bed and went for a two mile walk. Sorry about my doldrums post of last night, slipping into murky obscurity is not an option.

I'm also trying to keep in perspective a blog post where a women hopes to get into a small accident that will put her in the hospital for a few days so she can get a break from her children - read it, it's provocative and made me think, hey maybe she needs my mother-in-laws phone number. They could exchange kids and she could get the break/gift I've been so grumpy about receiving.


crazywildberry said...

Since I can post here without much attention, I feel like I can honestly tell you a few things.

Since I live away from my family and there is little to no hope of getting help from husband's family, I sometimes feel hopeless to getting any reprieve as well. I read through that blogger's post. I have to admit that I agree. I have dreamed of my stays at the hospital. However, I disagree with a few of those commenters. I actually liked the hospital food. At least I didn't have to fix it.

I have dreamed of a vacation trip away from the stress and life as a mom and wife. Away with a few friends for laughs and a single woman's life. Just give me ten days. No whining. No shouting. No demands. No needs. No wants. Just my thoughts, my needs, my desires. It would quench the need in me to be free for a little while. Heck, I probably wouldn't need chocolate for the duration of the trip. Right now, I have a piece of chocolate to get through the hard and kinda hard days.

I'd trade you your MIL's number for my MIL's number in a heartbeat. Nah, I take that back. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. Mine can't even drive a one hour car ride to come see us even once a year. It's been years since she was here. And she has a 20-year-old son who could and is willing to bring her up.

Ugh! Don't get me started. ... I think I need to blogging more. On my own page. hahaha!

Well, sorry about the venting. Love you, sweetie!

Suburban Turmoil said...

I read that post, too, and could totally identify. I feel guilty about the fact that it occurred to me that I needed a vacation, just one day after returning from a four day "vacation" in Houston!
My children give me endless joy. Also endless frustration.

Grit said...

when the kids are around, then i want to have my own thoughts and think just about me. when the kids are not around, i think about them all the time and wish they'd come back.

i wonder if they do the same about me?!