Tuesday, 19 February 2008

I'm Over It

My moment of feeling sorry for myself, I mean. I was having one of those 'Can't Do This On My Own Anymore' days, but it seems to have passed. It's not such a bad life. There are far worse things than being skint, with no-one to talk to and being the only sane person in a house full of deranged human dustbins, I'm sure. And anyway, when you weigh up the options, most of which include living with the Father of This Lot again, it seems positively idyllic.

So, onward and upward. The sun is shining, there's a chicken roasting in the oven, and I think I feel a hot flush of motivation for attacking The Singer's bedroom coming on. All's well with the world.

And to the Father of This Lot, if you're reading (which I know you're not, because I'm still alive!), maybe I'm being a little unfair, but you know how I love a witty graphic. And, honestly, did you think I'd be able to resist this one?




Oh come on. We both know that if I showed you this you'd laugh.

(I think).

15 comments:

Jennie said...

OOhhh I have been suffering from the same kind of moment but mine was at the weekend! Sometimes it just feel really hard going and most of all lonely even with kids around the house (usually shouting and stomping around here)!
Roast chicken, the sun shining, you lucky lucky thing! Glad you are feeling better.
*hugs*

Jeni said...

Truer words were never spoken! So glad I am no longer living with the psycho who once lived here -oh, about 28 years ago now!

Mrs. Fox said...

This post made me think of the Cheschire cat from Alice in Wonderland: "Oh you can't help that (going amongst mad people)! We're all mad here."

And kudos to you for having the respect for yourself and love for your children to get out of a crap situation.

KitBrookside said...

You are not alone! You have all of us to chat with, and I kid you not...I may just show up on your doorstep one of these days. ;-)

If you have yourself and your lovely brood in a better, safer, happier place than they would be in with FOTL present, you are doing the right thing for all of you. Really. You are the lioness!!!

(So annoying that the males get the fabulous hair and get to sit around day waiting for the women to hunt, kill, and otherwise do all the work and take the cubs...)

Random thought for a Tuesday, but that's just me...

Maggie May said...

We all have our moments! I have certainly had mine!
You are far better off on your own with your lovely girls than with someone like you describe even if he was good looking! You are worth more!
Glad you are feeling better.

Casdok said...

Being on my own i also get moments like that. But they do pass and the sun does shine.

GoneBackSouth said...

Glad to see you're feeling cheery. That woman in the photo really does have a crazy-lady look in her eye!

bella mocha said...

I am lost for words this morning, but know this,

that You are One Strong Lady.

You have an Army of Friends here who would arrive at your door, en masse, if ever needed- but we won't be; like I said, you're One Strong Lady.

Maybe in 40 years time we'll have a 'blog reunion', a gathering in person of us as old women; and we'll look back and laugh together over these things we went through and raise a glass or two to our strengths!

:..Rebekah..: said...

Glad the sun is shining and that you're feeling better!

Lisa said...

I laughed! ;o)

Beth said...

Glad you are feeling better!

The Rotten Correspondent said...

I'm afraid that I'm missing some important back story here. I did note the line on your last post about being less and less likely to see your 50th anniversary, but was kind of afraid to bring it up.

I guess now I see your point about our "parallel lives". (And Oh.My.God. do I want that graphic!)I hope you're okay and in an alright place mentally and physically.

I've looked and can't find your email. If you ever want to chat I'm at rottencorrespondent@gmail.com.

Sending you huge transatlantic hugs.

Sandi McBride said...

First off, let me say thank you for visiting me, then let me say...what a lovely post...then I must say OH YOU'RE IN THE UK!!! I knew it as soon as I saw the Mother's Pride bread...oh, the first time I had a piece of that wonderful bread with butter and jam...I knew then that somehow I had been misplaced, was not an American at all but a Brit down to the last toe bone!!! I loved my four years there so much that I nearly had a nervous collapse when we had to leave...I'd love to have a slice of that beautiful bread with my cup of lovely Yorkshire tea...have you met Mary (Mary Quite Contrary) and Jayne (Country Cottage Chic) and Kat-in-a-flap? (Check my sidebar in best blogging buddies ever)...they are great gals, as I'm sure you are. That sounds like a fine meal, by the way. What time shall I arrive???
Sandi

Amrita said...

Finally I am able to visit you and comment.Infra-structure trouble to make it sound grand.

Blogging pals are great for company. I am also a bit of a recluse surounded by gerries and its a relief to communicate with folks on the web.

Buck up Jackie you are doing good.

I am a multi tasking person. I am trying to color my hair, bleach my face, blog, listen to music,do house-hold chores all that the same time.

MarmiteToasty said...

I to get these moments, Ive raised/raising 4 sons completely on me todd.... if we didnt get thise 'I cant do this any more' days.. then all the rest of the days would be less special lol thats my view and Im sticking with it..

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