Friday, April 25, 2008


The house is quiet. Cowboy is at the lake. Curt was asleep by 7:30. When we see Dr. Brown on Fridays, he misses his nap. Sometimes this happens.

This is what I say I need. Alone time. So, why am I not happy? The television hums softly to HGTV instead of blaring ESPN. Perhaps the alone time I need is a shopping venue, a restaurant/bar with friends, etc. It doesn't seem like a break when you can't leave the living room, I suppose.

Work is kicking my ass, Tae Bo style. I have to work in the morning for an hour or so. I need a break so badly.

I am overwhelmed. Maybe I should increase the dosage of Wellbutrin as recommended. At least I had time enough tonight to "do" my roots.



ChristaD said...

It's so exhausting being the mother of young children. My favorite fantasy when mine were that age was of spending an entire day drifting aimlessly on a king-sized raft at Lake Glendale. Hang in there!

Suzanne said...

Okay enough Silence! It's been a week now.

Coyote Bebop said...

Drifting Lake sounds good.

Maybe just close your eyes, and drift around that lake in yer mind for a while.

Brenda said...

I second Biz's comment...come back, Jeanna. We miss you!