Where did this bad mood come from?
The Rockettes show was… wow. Pretty cheesy. At one point I leaned over to Erica and said, “This is a little more cheesy than I bargained for.” It was the point when there were about 15 people in giant teddy bear costumes dancing around the stage. Yeah. The Rockettes themselves were pretty impressive – it was everything else that made me barf. Like the 30 dancing Santas. Gross. We had fun though.
At least it was a good break from all this other stuff on my mind. Mostly it’s the daunting task of researching and writing that is occupying my thoughts lately. But other stuff too. I am having fun right now, but I always feel like it’s not enough. Maybe it’s because there is so much I want to do, but I never feel like I have time. I don’t like being a super-busy person with plans every night that keep me out late. I like to balance busyness and relaxation. So if I start to get too busy, I cut things out in order to have time to just sit and read or watch tv. I need that down time.
But right now I have two huge school projects hanging over me, I have about 12 friends I keep saying I will hang out with but never do, I have family things I want to go to, I have other people I want to see, and I have about 73 thousand projects I want to start or finish. I realize everyone has this problem, it’s just life, but I feel particularily frustrated by it right now. I know the things I want to do, but they never seem to match up with the things I have to do.
I had such a good time Friday through Wednesday, but the last couple days I’ve just been in a bad mood. I feel like kicking the crap out of something. I wonder if Robin would let me hang a punching bag in our dining room.
of course you can…then I can punch it too, since I’ve been in such a bad mood.
I know how you feel. Sometimes it’s really hard to manage it all – and even worse if people (friends/family) don’t understand. I’m sure the feeling will pass, especially when you get some of those school things crossed off your list.
I really do think it would be awesome for every house to have a punching bag in one room, just so that all negativity could translate into muscles built. I can’t get over how awesome that would be. Punching bag or bag of chocolate chips? YOU make the call.
Dude! I know this feeling! LIke the last …. four months of my life, at least, have been nonstop. And I don’t like life passing me so fast! With no reflection/relaxation time. You and I are alike in that way (just another way).