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Thank goodness at the end of the day I get to unwind. Many of you unwind from a hectic day by having dinner with the fam followed by a night of Dancing With The Stars. Since I get home after 8 on most nights, I relax by doing two loads of laundry, checking homework, cleaning up the kitchen from the meal my husband was thoughtful enough to cook for himself and the kid but not quite thoughtful enough to scrape the remnants off the dishes or counters. I then check my organizer to determine if the next day is a suit or khaki day, shower, brush my teeth and stumble into a dreamless sleep.
Sure does sound like I am looking for some pity and sympathy, doesn’t it?
Well, fuck yeah I am. Some admiration, the keys to the city (even a small one will do) and a personal masseuse would be nice.
Except I am really not complaining.
I’ve discovered something. The biggest whiners and complainers that they are lonely, have chronic fatigue syndrome, Fibromyalgia or any other subjective aches and pains, people that are depressed, have feelings of dread all the time or are just plain screwed up in the head are people with two much fucking time on their hands. Since I literally had to program my bowels to release between 5:35am and 5:43am each morning, I certainly have no time to think about being depressed. I tried to schedule it in once but something more important came up.
Please don’t write me about how real your pain in your left metatarsal is even though the x-rays are normal. I DO NOT DOUBT YOUR PAIN OR QUESTION YOUR DISEASE.*** What I am saying is that you have too much fucking time to think about your little piggy hurting; so let it go wee wee wee all the way home and clean out your closet, (And then come over and clean out mine.)
*** I am not going to do an addendum but just wanted to put that in caps so people will understand that I am not doubting that people suffer. What I do think is that in certain illnesses suffering is in direct relation to how active a life style you have. Disagree? Feel free to comment. This is an open forum.
The opinions in this entry are mine and mine alone and if you disagree go pop another prozac and get back in bed.