Virgo Posted October 10, 2015 Share Posted October 10, 2015 I would love a foot massage. Maybe I can sweet talk one of my daughters into giving me one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
November Posted October 23, 2015 Share Posted October 23, 2015 I hate doing homework with my kids. I just want to get home from work take off my work clothes put on pj's and watch TV... (sigh) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TooSoon Posted October 23, 2015 Share Posted October 23, 2015 In a related confession, I send my daughter to the aftercare program at her school even on days when I don't have to because the kids do their homework first thing there and it is always done when I pick her up and then I don't have to deal with it.....bad mommy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
klim Posted October 23, 2015 Share Posted October 23, 2015 I just poured my beer over ice because I couldn't wait for it to cool down in the refridgerator.....or even the freezer Edited to add: I've only go through about half a dozen beer a month so not really showing alcoholic tendancies.....just felt like I was a tad impatient for my friday beer this week! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
serpico Posted October 24, 2015 Share Posted October 24, 2015 I just poured my beer over ice because I couldn't wait for it to cool down in the refridgerator.....or even the freezer Edited to add: I've only go through about half a dozen beer a month so not really showing alcoholic tendancies.....just felt like I was a tad impatient for my friday beer this week! Next time roll the can in ice water. Works like a charm! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jess Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 15 months later and I still leave my tv on in the living room 24/7 so I don'the have to come home to a quiet house. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
donswife Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 I keep looking online for a house far away on a lake and in my head make plans to pack up and just go ...... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TooSoon Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 Don't worry, Donswife, I've managed to create a pretty real (in my mind only) delusional parallel life where I actually live in a little brick row home in south Philadelphia where I can live with no car, buy all of my food at the little shops near by and spend my weekends in city parks or walking along the river or taking the train to the shore or going to museums and shows and street fairs. I could go on - this alternate universe is highly elaborate and crystal clear in my mind.....sadly, only in my mind for the time being... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trying Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 I confessed this one to my son last night, sometimes I just want to be left alone to sit on my couch and veg in silence. If my kids are invading my space I turn on bad reality shows like the Kardashians and it clears the room in 2 seconds! Then I can turn something interesting back on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sugarbell Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 I am in need of another adult only trip/weekend. Love my kids dearly...but every weekend NG and I shuffle kids activities, parties, they go with us to dinner/movies and we have to hide in the garage late at night to have sex. We haven't had alone time since Vegas....That was in July I think. I also enjoy my 8 year old daughters company better than my preteen sons. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrsDan Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 I let my daughter have Doritos at lunch solely because I wanted Doritos myself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TooSoon Posted October 26, 2015 Share Posted October 26, 2015 My daughter's therapist is like my BFF. She'll ostensibly call about scheduling a meeting but then we're on the phone for another 45 minutes talking about her latest river cruise in Europe or this or that show she's seen most recently at a museum. B.F.F.s. She's 70 and her own daughters are my age. Again, life is strange. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
trying2breathe Posted October 26, 2015 Share Posted October 26, 2015 Every once in awhile I have a dud of a day, accomplishing absolutely nothing. Yesterday was one of those days - I stayed in jammies, ate junk food and watched endless episodes of Say Yes to the Dress. Ugghhh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Justin Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 Don't worry, Donswife, I've managed to create a pretty real (in my mind only) delusional parallel life where I actually live in a little brick row home in south Philadelphia where I can live with no car, buy all of my food at the little shops near by and spend my weekends in city parks or walking along the river or taking the train to the shore or going to museums and shows and street fairs. I could go on - this alternate universe is highly elaborate and crystal clear in my mind.....sadly, only in my mind for the time being... This is pretty funny, because I went through a period where I was obsessed with tiny houses. I would fantasized about living in the woods, with my own compound: my tiny house, a tiny guest cottage for when my daughter would visit, with a third common structure for dining/entertaining occasionally with a full kitchen. Living off the grid, or as near to it as I could. Saturdays spent chopping wood for my wood-burning stove. A real hermit's life. Then, I fell in love again and realized I didn't want to be Thoreau :-) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
November Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 My birthday is coming up next week and I'm going to Las Vegas it's an all girls trip and I want to wear a shirt that says "spank me it's my birthday" ;D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guaruj Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 Don't worry, Donswife, I've managed to create a pretty real (in my mind only) delusional parallel life where I actually live in a little brick row home in south Philadelphia where I can live with no car, buy all of my food at the little shops near by and spend my weekends in city parks or walking along the river or taking the train to the shore or going to museums and shows and street fairs. I could go on - this alternate universe is highly elaborate and crystal clear in my mind.....sadly, only in my mind for the time being... This is pretty funny, because I went through a period where I was obsessed with tiny houses. I would fantasized about living in the woods, with my own compound: my tiny house, a tiny guest cottage for when my daughter would visit, with a third common structure for dining/entertaining occasionally with a full kitchen. Living off the grid, or as near to it as I could. Saturdays spent chopping wood for my wood-burning stove. A real hermit's life. This is pretty much what I did for the first several months. Catherine and I used to watch a Canadian TV show called Survivorman. Each week, the host chose a different wilderness locale to live in alone for 7 days. He took all the camera gear with him and had an ostensibly random assortment of items to survive with. He always built shelter, started fires and foraged for food. After Catherine died, I watched a lot of TV, including Survivorman. I went to sleep each night imagining that I was sleeping in a tiny makeshift shelter that I had built in the woods. |+| M a r k |+| Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guaruj Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 I have a "lonely widower" confession of my own to make. My co-worker is an amateur classical pianist. He invited me to see him perform at a group recital weekend. At first I begged off since I don't listen to classical music and typically do other things on Sundays. I later changed my mind, though, because this was an opportunity to meet new people. I arrived at this public hall on Sunday and was surprised to find a nearly full house. I didn't meet any one who was single, though. A woman sat down in front of me with her husband. Since everyone was seated in folding chairs, I could see she was wearing jeans without a belt. She also seemed to be on a commando mission. So, I confess that I was distracted by the moon as it waxed and waned through selected opuses of Brahms and Chopin. All I could do was smile and listen to the music. My co-worker played his two pieces very well. And though I didn't make any new friends that day, I was entertained beyond my expectations. |+| M a r k |+| Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TooSoon Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 Don't worry, Donswife, I've managed to create a pretty real (in my mind only) delusional parallel life where I actually live in a little brick row home in south Philadelphia where I can live with no car, buy all of my food at the little shops near by and spend my weekends in city parks or walking along the river or taking the train to the shore or going to museums and shows and street fairs. I could go on - this alternate universe is highly elaborate and crystal clear in my mind.....sadly, only in my mind for the time being... This is pretty funny, because I went through a period where I was obsessed with tiny houses. I would fantasized about living in the woods, with my own compound: my tiny house, a tiny guest cottage for when my daughter would visit, with a third common structure for dining/entertaining occasionally with a full kitchen. Living off the grid, or as near to it as I could. Saturdays spent chopping wood for my wood-burning stove. A real hermit's life. This is pretty much what I did for the first several months. Catherine and I used to watch a Canadian TV show called Survivorman. Each week, the host chose a different wilderness locale to live in alone for 7 days. He took all the camera gear with him and had an ostensibly random assortment of items to survive with. He always built shelter, started fires and foraged for food. After Catherine died, I watched a lot of TV, including Survivorman. I went to sleep each night imagining that I was sleeping in a tiny makeshift shelter that I had built in the woods. I like to mix it up a bit with my escapist fantasies.... In addition to the (actually somewhat plausible) Philadelphia delusion, there is the scrap it all, move to idyllic small town somewhere like Burlington, VT and become master artisanal vegan cheese maker (my delusions are also pretty specific. know thyself). There is the disturbing go back to school for another graduate degree (disturbing because it took me 10 years to get the one I do have). I actually just made a dinner date with an older single Mom friend who did just this when her kids were the same age as mine is. That's how far I'm willing to take these fantasies...there's no way I'm going back to school; since I teach college, I'm already (or still) technically going to school. Then there is the liquidate all world possessions, pack up child and start over someplace random like Porto, Portugal or Managua, Nicaragua or Korcula, Croatia (this list, too, is long) live by the beach, soak up sun, watch stars, read all of the great books, learn language, drink lots of coffee and wine.... Shall I go on? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twistedmensa Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 I love the off the grid, tiny house fantasy. I'm already a hermit. Even when I was married, I would take off for a couple of weeks at a time to go "gorilla camping" just to recharge enough to face civilization. I like solitude. But my kids need me to be present...so the fantasy will have to wait a few years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr C Posted October 30, 2015 Share Posted October 30, 2015 Then there is the liquidate all world possessions, pack up child and start over someplace random like Porto, Portugal or Managua, Nicaragua or Korcula, Croatia (this list, too, is long) live by the beach, soak up sun, watch stars, read all of the great books, learn language, drink lots of coffee and wine.... Shall I go on? I like the way you think. If it were my daughter who was the youngest child, we would probably be living in Costa Rica right now. Instead she is chasing her dreams as a musical theater student in New York City. I have suggested to my son that we should move to England and follow the premier league or better yet move to some Mexican coastal village and surf every day. But he just wants to stay here. I think of different locals around the world that I could possibly live when DS gets out of high school in a few years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gracelet Posted October 30, 2015 Share Posted October 30, 2015 My birthday is coming up next week and I'm going to Las Vegas it's an all girls trip and I want to wear a shirt that says "spank me it's my birthday" ;D Do it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jen Posted November 6, 2015 Share Posted November 6, 2015 I am trying to force my brain into a more positive mindset-- every time I tell myself "no one will ever want me again," I stop and correct it to "someone, somewhere, might possibly want me someday." But I don't really believe it. I don't want to do this anymore. I don't even want to think about it. So why the hell can't I just STOP??? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Max2507 Posted November 8, 2015 Share Posted November 8, 2015 Is it wrong to be excited that I am ahead of the game for Christmas because my tree (artificial) is already up given that it is already up because I didn't take it down last year? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Virgo Posted November 19, 2015 Share Posted November 19, 2015 It has been two years since I hugged and kissed my mom. I miss her so much. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wife of Tomasz Posted November 24, 2015 Share Posted November 24, 2015 I threw out his cigarette buds from the ash tray and then really regretted it. Wish I kept them. After years of telling him that smoking is bad for his health... I started smoking to feel closer to him. Get a coffee in the morning( the way he had it) and have a smoke. As if replicating his habits brings me closer to him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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