Was that an RDO?
May. 17th, 2004 11:14 pmFeeling glum and pathetic again.
I think I just need to do the stuff I need to do to feel better.
Today I had my rdo stolen by my children. T couldn't be bothered getting up to go to school, Z rang home and told me his teacher had diagnosed an ear infection (he had no other symptoms than a sore ear) so I went and got him , futzed with reading the internet, and took him to see the local nurse - no, he doesn't have an ear infection. Then I spent an unfruitful hour with G looking for a raincoat for his birthday. When I got home I stopped and chatted with a friend who was gardening for my next door neighbor. When I thought I could finally start on the things on my list I sat on the couch with a book to start and woke up an hour later - just in time to cook dinner and go shopping for food with Z. The shopping trip made better by leaving my wallet on my desk so that I had to overcome my "I can't be bothered" again after I had retrieved it. Home by 9pm in time to watch Fat Pizza Live and Enough Rope and make myself feel really bad for not getting a thing done.
When my children were younger I learnt that it is easier to just attend to their needs first because the alternative is feeling frustrated with their interruptions while I try to do my thing. But I think I'm still waiting to finish with their needs.
I think I just need to do the stuff I need to do to feel better.
Today I had my rdo stolen by my children. T couldn't be bothered getting up to go to school, Z rang home and told me his teacher had diagnosed an ear infection (he had no other symptoms than a sore ear) so I went and got him , futzed with reading the internet, and took him to see the local nurse - no, he doesn't have an ear infection. Then I spent an unfruitful hour with G looking for a raincoat for his birthday. When I got home I stopped and chatted with a friend who was gardening for my next door neighbor. When I thought I could finally start on the things on my list I sat on the couch with a book to start and woke up an hour later - just in time to cook dinner and go shopping for food with Z. The shopping trip made better by leaving my wallet on my desk so that I had to overcome my "I can't be bothered" again after I had retrieved it. Home by 9pm in time to watch Fat Pizza Live and Enough Rope and make myself feel really bad for not getting a thing done.
When my children were younger I learnt that it is easier to just attend to their needs first because the alternative is feeling frustrated with their interruptions while I try to do my thing. But I think I'm still waiting to finish with their needs.