Who wants to join me?
I have been having a pity party, complete with wine, over the past few days.
I’m not sure what brought me to the party. I’m usually pretty positive and don’t waste time feeling sorry for myself, but the past few days have been more than a little challenging for me.
The approaching 1 year mark might have something to do with it. Next week marks the 1 year anniversary (not sure if that’s the right word) of Horatio’s departure. Knowing that we still have 8+ months to go does not help my mood.
My patience is generally close to limitless, but I’ve reached the end of my rope on more than one occasion over this long weekend.
I’ve tried many things to shake the grumps away.
I’ve done lots of fun outings with the boys.
We even went out for frozen yogurt one night, no small feet when you include an overtired almost 4 year old.
We had a great time, on Thanksgiving Day, with dear friends from back home.
We decorated the house for the upcoming winter holidays, we do both Hanukkah and Christmas so we are pretty festive around here.
I baked cookies, made soup, ate Ben and Jerry’s ice cream with the boys, introducing them to the joys of eating straight out of the carton, and still the dark cloud hung over my head.
So, what’s a girl to do in this situation? Call her mom, of course. Good ole’ Mom validated my feelings. She said I’m entitled to be grouchy now and then. Thanks, Mom.
I guess I’ll just extend the pity party until it dies down. It’s sure to get broken up by something.
The next week will be busy, as usual, so I won’t have time to feel sorry for myself. I’ll start my days with a cup of coffee and a dose of reminders of how blessed I truly am,
and send the grumps away…
Hang in there, Erin! We appreciate all H and so many others are doing in their service to our country, and all that you and the other wives/mothers like you who are holding down the fort at home. Glad you had a nice Thanksgiving! Blessings! Love, Judy