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Sunday, October 10, 2010

Dropping the Ball

I can't keep up.  I'm getting called out on not fulfilling responsibilities. 

I am weaker than I ever thought possible.

Please don't ask me to do anything until...Brian graduates?...my kids are in school?...I can hire help with the house?...when?  When does it "get better"?  When do I learn my limits?  When will I learn that my limitations are much greater than I realize and will quit over-committing? or over-volunteering?  I am currently incapable--yes, incapable--of remembering and handling anything above what is immediately in front of me.  At least I remembered our elder interviews on our way out the door this morning, 15 min. before they were to happen, even if we didn't have our paperwork ready.

Pathetic.  And weak, weak, weak. 

And gripey!  If my kids talked like this I'd tell them to count their blessings!


  1. "Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall. All you have to do is call and I'll be there (oh, yes I will). You've got a friend.

  2. Rebecca,

    I don't think you will ever know how much reading your blogs makes me feel like I'm not the only one who feels that way. They always make me feel better because it makes me realize that I am not the only one in the world that feels this way. So thank you :) for writing them because even when you think you are griping, it makes me feel normal when I realize that other women have similar experiences.

    Hope all is well,