These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
But I miss him!
My best friend is very busy at work this week and simply cannot play with me. He explained this, and I said I understood and that I was fine with it. But I was lying. I keep refreshing my mailbox and checking my phone log to see if he's tried to contact with -- which save for a single email this morning, he has not. I feel neglected, and then I get to add a lovely patina of self-loathing because I know I am being an unreasonable brat.
Now THAT is an adorable picture!
ReplyDeleteI feel like that on a daily basis.
I feel like that sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThat picture is perfect! And I know that feeling too. Disappointment, even when covered up with some adult like logic, still feels pooty.
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