I think I might maybe have stepped in it a bit. I've always had a stubborn streak, and now with all my "grown up like responsibilities" the boundaries appear to be a little blurry. To me. Everyone else seems to have no problem at all letting me know when I have crossed over one of those thousands of subtle little lines that I inevitably cross.
Friend/ Girlfriend/ nurse/ mom/ daughter/ granddaughter/ woman....I think I just need a list. One of those big circle ones where its obvious what is In Bounds, what crosses over/ overlaps, and what is definitely outside the realm of "yea, don't go there."
I'm sure it would add hours to my sleep, aid my digestion, and keep the worry lines at a minimum acceleration rate. Might even cause World Peace.
But until then, I will just putt on my Wonder Woman under-roos and keep doing the damned best I can do. Whining and crying only when necessary...or when it will reward me with coffee or chocolate.
Wish me luck.
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