So, I've found something I hate doing even more than mopping and vacuuming...recaulking the tub and cleaning the tub. UGH!! It might help if I didn't have literally twenty kinds of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash lined up around my tub. How silly is that? This goes back to my hair product addiction. Also, I always buy just regular cheap shampoo for the guys, but they end up using my stuff instead!
Anyhow, as I was applying new caulking strip to the tub this morning, I somehow managed to shove something up my thumbnail. OWWWIE!!! Now my finger is so sore I can't do anything with it. So much for finishing up the dishes. Don't you hate when you hurt yourself but there's nothing to show for it? I mean, if I'm gonna injure myself, I want some blood or bruising. It's hard to get any sympathy for something that no one else can see. :)
I cry at the stupidest things. Most people would probably not guess me to be such a softy, but I am. I cry at TV shows, sappy emails, someone else's embarrassment, whatever. Last night I went to our school's senior recognition night. All of the senior athletes are introduced, along with their parents. The parents are presented flowers. I am not super close to any of these kids, but I still found myself tearing up. I really got choked up when our senior school mascot made a little speech passing the mascot uniform on to his younger brother. He got choked up, the brother was wiping away tears, and I'm digging for tissue in my purse. Give me a break! I have no control over such things, either. It's completely involuntary. Of course, I also cry when I laugh. Well, not cry really, but my eyes water up like crazy. It drives me crazy.
I married a guy that I'd never seen cry. He was Mr. Unemotional. I am proud to say that he's gradually giving up that title. Every once in a while, I catch him tearing up at the most unexpected moments, too. I find that so attractive. I like seeing that my man has a big heart.
A good cry can be the best therapy. I strongly recommend doing it occasionally. It's very cleansing.
***A FOOTNOTE: AFTER POSTING THIS, I WENT TO MY BATHROOM AND COUNTED THE BOTTLES I HAD REMOVED FROM THE SHOWER/TUB. THE ACTUAL NUMBER IS 25. I PARED IT DOWN TO 18. :)***
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