I found myself checking out an airline ticket and rental car to Florida for a quick get-away today. Not bad for 4 days....$200.
Knew just where I was heading too....
For some reason today was tough. No, not just today, but this whole week. Guessing it's all catching up with me.
Ever since Tom's accident, we've been a one car family. I work 20 miles away; which means I leave work early to drive home just to turn around again to get Miss T to dance. Before, Tom was the taxi.
This week we've looked at 2 different vehicles...the Highlander and just yesterday we found ourselves at the GMC dealership looking at a truck almost identical to the one we lost.
I think that I have not truly mourned the loss of my baby truck. It was a senseless thing; however it has lead to the much needed sobriety of Mr Man.
Everyone depends on me to do any and everything; I think for these people (even at work) and it gets next to me. ME: "Tom, did you call R for a ride?" T: "No" ME: "It's getting late, better get him before he makes other plans"....
No brainer...if you want a ride to AA....duh.
BOSS: "I paid a bill but I don't know why, find out for me"
ME: "Um, you signed up for this service in January!"
MOM: "I'm stuck in your yard"
ME: (I'm not home) "OK, I'll be there soon" in the meantime I run into my neighbor and ask him to help us.
NANNY: "Sharon I want to go get a haircut if you are going into town on your day off"
Miss T: "Mom, where's my......? Oh!"
ME: It doesn't matter if it's in front of her nose she just can't see it. I swear sometimes she's a real blonde!
And then there's all these projects I'd like to start or finish, not to mention house work.
I keep hearing about this archaic word...."fun"...anyone have any idea what that's about?
Where is my ME time?
Now I feel like there is something physically wrong with me. I know it's the stress, tension and all, but in the back of my mind I can't help but wonder.....is there more?