I wonder if I’m delusional.
When I was younger and worked full-time, sometimes sixty hours or more a week, and had young children, I barely had time to change my mind. During those years I had a housekeeper, a hair stylist, a nail technician, a landscaper, a window cleaner, someone to pick up the dog poop from my yard and I even had my dry cleaning picked up and delivered, yet I STILL couldn’t find time to read a book.
Now that my boys are older and I only work part-time, I STILL barely find time to read a book! Granted, I don’t have all those extras, like a housekeeper and a pooper-scooper guy, but where the heck is my time going? I was under the impression that the older I got, the easier it became. It seems, though, that I am still struggling to find ME time. What the heck am I doing wrong?
Then this last week I was totally frazzled. My Jeep went on the fritz. Granted, it’s ten years old. It’s in good shape though with only seventy-four thousand miles. However, being ten years old, things are bound to break, and my air conditioner compressor decided to go caput during eighty degree weather while I’m having hot flashes every twenty minutes. Great, huh?
The ironic thing, I barely used the damn air conditioner because it bothers my sinuses! So how it even got bad to begin with baffles the hell out of me. Well, I couldn’t take it, so I went car shopping.
Now, I’ve always been an impulse shopper. Apparently I’ve changed because it took me FOUR days to decide on a vehicle. Then I almost didn’t buy one. I really didn’t want a NEW vehicle THIS year. My PLAN was to get one NEXT year. But shit happens. So, I now have a new vehicle and my son has my old one and his beast is sitting in the drive-way.
Do plans EVER work out the way we intend?
This is where my delusional part comes in to play. Am I delusional to think that I can make plans and that they will actually work out the way I intend? Do you folks make plans? Do they work out? Or are you like me and have to tweak them because something pops up and messes with them? And if something messes with them, how do YOU handle THAT?
And how the heck do I get through this menopause without dying?! I know I’m not the only woman who has gone through it or is going through it…and I know it won’t kill me, but my GAWD! I feel like SHIT! I’m so freaken hormonal! It’s worse than PMS.
Forgive me for being all over the place. I’m a mess!
But on a lighter note— Happy Memorial Day!