When I was a little girl I had a specific fear. Like most bizarre phobias do, it had snowballed from a scene from a Lifetime movie. The plot was based on a man who would lure young, beautiful girls onto his boat and when he was finished with them he'd tie a cinderblock to their leg and let them sink to the depths of the ocean. Lately I'm the young girl and my life is the cinderblock, only I'm still trying to decide if there is only one man trying to axe me off or a few.
I've been dealing with a ton of emotional baggage, my face broke out from stress, a fever blister showed up only to be gone one day for another to take its' place only to be finished for another to take it's place, I keep one red eye because my last contact has a tear in it, my allergies caused my sinuses to be clogged, I have little to no motivation to go to work and leave the sanctity of my home, I was asked to do something that I feel drastically underprepared for and my husband is stressed to the max himself. I'm drowning in things that I can't control. Add the fact that I need to be in control at all times and you've got yourself one psychotic, emotionally-driven gal.
You know how sometimes it just happens that way? It's bad bad bad bad bad bad then finally out of nowhere it starts getting good? Yeah I'm somewhere in the 'bad' stage waiting on the 'good.' It, for sure, forces me exercise my patience and my faith- both of which I should get better at.
Well that about sums it up. I'm just waiting for better days, and traveling in between. In all honesty, that is the only thing that makes my life seem fun. Everything else is incredibly mundane, but I know we all go through periods of that. So in short, I hope you weren't prepped for a great story of heartache followed by a solution, I wish I shared more of those- my only advice is to have a great person as a friend to help when times are tough and do something fun when you're down. That's as deep as it gets, sorry ya'll. For now, here is a bunch of recent pictures of Graham and me at Walt Disney World. My gosh, I love and miss that place.
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