Pity Party

Hello internet!  Hope you haven’t forgotten me.  I’ve sat down to write a post several times in the past couple of weeks, but as soon as I start writing, I delete everthing and walk away.  I’m in one of my moods right now where I’m just feeling a little blah, and I can’t really think of anything positive to say.  Woe is me, yadda yadda yadda, and who wants to listen to that?  Especially when there is no logical reason for me to be in this mood. 

I’ll give you a little taste of what it’s like to be around me right now:  Yesterday, I needed to go to WalMart (don’t even get me started on how much I hate WalMart) to get some groceries and other things for Aaron’s granny.  There was a LONG list of things for me to get because she is moving into a new house and instead of moving all of her 90,000 year old things with her, I was there to get her some new stuff.  The list was 2 pages long, and I was prepared for a marathon shopping trip.  I remembered to bring a ton of snacks, books, and toys to keep Aeralyn entertained.  I remembered to take the stroller out of the trunk of my car so that I would have enough room to fit all the stuff I was going to get.  I remembered everything I would have normally fogotten, except for the list.  The TWO PAGE list that my inlaws and I had painstakingly agonized over to make sure that we had everything to make granny’s transition into the new house a smooth one.  I noticed that I didn’t have it as soon as we got in the store.  I emptied the contents of my enormous diaper bag right in the middle of the aisle, frantically searching for it.  All the while I’m picturing exactly where I left it, but I still kept looking because maybe, just MAYBE it was in there somewhere.  As you can probably guess, it wasn’t.  And since I live out in the middle of nowhere (seriously, it takes me a minimum of 20 minutes to get anywhere), it wasn’t like I could just dash home and get it.  So instead I fought back tears in the middle of WalMart because I new if I let them start, that I would end up having a breakdown right there. 

So, you can see that my emotions are a little wacko right now, and for whatever reason I’m feeling sorry for myself.  I’m doing you a huge favor by not posting much right now, trust me. 

Also, Aeralyn has the flu.  This is definitely the most pitiful I have ever seen her, and it is breaking my heart.  We are quarantined to the house through Sunday, and if she still has a fever then, I’ll have to take her back in for more tests.  So keep your fingers crossed that this passes quickly and my little girl gets back to her silly self.