Day: May 9, 2004

I am completely botching Mother’s Day. I am not making Cathy feel special at all.

Now I am heading out to wash the car that was loaned to us and we’ve since abused the privilege of having it. I want to get it cleaned out and washed to return today but I feel like Cathy would prefer the work be done on our house. Everything I do has internal conflict for me. I want to be cleaning our cars but I need to be cleaning this car. I want to be baking a cake and doing things for Cathy but I need to be taking out trash and washing the floors. I want to be buying her things but I am not producing income.

The stress makes my heart feel weak.

I’m flabbergasted!

The 23 month old just loudly and very deliberately with enunciation Aunt Mary would have appreciated said, “[L]Ucy – stop – it! — dat’s – baby’s – ereal!” after spilling her cereal on the floor and seeing the dog go over to eat it.

Two sentences! One thought! Noun verb pronoun — pronoun contraction(verb) noun possessive noun(object of possessive).

A New Day!

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This Morning

Slept deep last night. Woke at 4am to a crying baby and was wide enough awake that I was extremely tempted to stay up and exercise and prepare for my interview this morning.

Woke again at 5 and then got out of bed at 5:30 to bathe, print resume and suit up and head out for a 7am interview at Cracker Barrel. Hopefully there will be a 2nd interview this week.