Here I am still on this planet. I have been slipping a lot with this blog - wondering is it going to stay alive! Up until this point, I have really enjoyed blogging. I sort of have a bit of a writer in me. I've always liked to write. Getting my thoughts on paper - there's just something about it. But lately I've been dealing with things that I want to write about - but yet, some things should be private. So it's sort of just hit me lately that I have an audience when I write. I don't know why I never thougth of it before. I guess I never had anything really "juicy" to write about. Or anything that would make me feel extra vulnerable. So I've been avoiding the blog.
I don't want to avoid the blog, because I do like it. It makes me feel somewhat connected to people - even if everyone doesn't always comment. I don't always comment on people's blogs, but I feel connected and informed on their lives. I'm taking some time off work (maybe forever - most likely forever). A number of things led up to this (which I don't want to discuss), but yes the decision has been made. There comes a time where you have to make decisions - to take care of you. This is one of those times. I am looking forward to a new daily schedule. To feeling like a good mom and wife. I work off lists, so that will help me not waste away my days - I still have to get kids off to school so I won't be sleeping until noon. I already have a list for tomorrow, which I thought "there's no way I'll get that all done so I better start tonight". Hee Hee. Blogging wasn't on it, but I did get to do one thing and check it off early. I am happy for peace.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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God Bless You,Maggie. Take care of yourself. I'll miss you like crazy and it will never be the same. I feel like you're forcing me to change my life too! I love you. If we lose touch I'll be so sad.
Hi Maggie,
Im sorry to hear that you had to quit work. Im here in the mornings if you ever need someone to talk to or do things with:)(tues.-sat.), and i have mondays off. Dont be afraid to lean on me, Love ya...jen
thanks Susan and Jen for your comments. Susan I am interested to know how I'm causing you to change your life. I look forward to talking to both of you.
Sorry, I would have thought you might have figured that one out. Mainly because it's causing me to get out there and exposing myself by trying to find other jobs. I'm having to get out of my little safety zone and take risks.
It was a bad day today. I ended up being very emotional and near tears most of the day. I think it ended up hitting me harder than I expected when you left. I've been expecting it, but when it happened for real it bothered me more than I expected.
Plus other stuff happened that I don't want to put on this blog. I'll just have to tell you by phone sometime.
Hope you enjoyed your day off and that things start settling down for you and you feel better soon.
I've been thinking about the fact you haven't been able to blog about your situation and I figured it was bugging you to not be able to "type" it out. We just didn't have time to talk about all that stuff.
Anyway, I need to go. I have a headache and lots of more work to do before I can go to bed. Too much drama for me today!
Love ya!
Susan, thanks for being a support to me in many ways. Know that Godis going to help you through. I'm not happy that you are in this situation, I really had planned for you to get out first. Thanks for everything. I am so glad that you called. Everyone needs to let it out somehow.
Maggie,
Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Steel Magnolia and all that, you know that strong southern thing I've got going. (or did you never notice that? - ha, ha!) I don't want you to feel one speck of guilt about leaving. I'm so happy you are outta there. So happy in fact I took your desk today! Just teasing you...except I'm not teasing about the desk thing. I did take that.
You know how it goes...when a sibling leaves, the child really misses and loves the sibling, but they want the bigger room. You know what I mean!
I know the timing is just not right for me for whatever reason. I truly accept that and I'm hanging onto the fact I know there's a reason and all will be well eventually.
Take care and I really need to start using your email for stuff like this I guess instead of cluttering up your blog.
Gotta go!
Love ya!
clutter away! I can't believe you took my desk already - hey seniority right! Did you take my chair too (the one at my student table)?
Hey it's fun for me to read comments you know.
But in case you want to go really in dept - private like in depth. You can always call or emai. Do you even know my email?
I must admit, yes, I did take your chair. I actually had your chair already the day you came to get your stuff. I'm so bad! At least I waited a day before I took your desk. I did not, however, take your chair that went with your desk. Who wants that ole thing? Today I'm taking that wood contact paper to put on the top of your desk. Remember how you didn't want me to do that before? I had to stay late on my own time to switch desks yesterday because I didn't have time during work. I asked Elaine first if I could move because I had no idea if she'd have some crazy reason she wouldn't want me to do.
And no, I don't know your email off hand, but I was going to go to the church website and find it there when/if I needed it. I'm thinking you told me that's the one you use.
Take care!
One more thing and then I've got to get ready or I'll be sooo late for work. No one has said anything to the kids at school yet. I feel really bad about that but I'm waiting for Elaine to take the lead on that. I don't want to be the one to start. Right now they just think you're off like we are sometimes. I'm thinking today when I'm sitting in your desk they might start asking. I feel bad for them because I know some of them will really miss you because they like you so much. I'm wondering if they'll feel deserted because they didn't get a chance to say goodbye. Chiko brought in your candy which I have and will not eat. I'll get it to you sometime.
Gotta go.
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