Jan 18, 2009 18:20
And it was fantastic! Yesterday evening, I could not WAIT to get outta here. And just when I thought I'd go postal for sure and that my friends would be seeing a newscast about my nearest and dearest's violent demise at the hands of their crazed mother, a white Honda pulled up and two angels in black swept me off to dinner with more friends at a restaurant I've always wanted to try and to drinkypoos at a cute neighborhood bar with an angel in red.
OUT was what I needed. AWAY was the medicine for my ills. And those darling girlfriends were just the right specialists to prescribe and administer it.
Am I healthier? Saner? More relaxed now?
Yes. Thank you. A healthy dose of estrogen was perfect for counteracting all the testosterone around here.
Am I still waiting, yearning, longing for bigger bites out of life, time to myself, space to pursue my dreams, and precious contiguous sleep?
Yes. Thank you.
What was it Heinlein wrote? "Waiting is."
dreams,
friends,
events,
motherhood,
crazy talk,
aspirations,
sleep,
family