I wish my first blog post would be a happy, up-beat one, but what can I say? It's just been one of those days. I slept in late...very late...as in 2pm. John is so great for letting me sleep. I love to sleep, but I feel like I am wasting my life.
So, I woke up in a good mood. Went outside for a few minutes. Found three eggs in the chicken coop and just felt like it was going to be a good day.
Then, something, not sure what, went wrong. My mood totally changed. I am just not sure what set me off, but I became miserable.
I have two wonderful kids, a fantastic job, a great husband (in some respects) a nice house and a nice piece of property. The perfect life, right? Then why am I so grumpy?
I am tired of living in a mess. Our house is cluttered and so is our property. Sometimes I feel like we live with Sanford & Son. John seems to collect junk. Junk behind the four car garage that is filled with junk. Junk on the side of the house. Junk across the driveway. No garbage pick-up.
Not only do we have our own junk, but we also have John's junk. John is the hippy who lives upstairs in our garage and hasn't paid rent in 6 months. He's a nice guy, but I feel like it's time for him to go.
I look forward to the weekend and then the weekend gets here and I am miserable.
I know things will be better tomorrow...or Monday, but sometimes I seriously feel like there is something wrong with me. I should be happier than I am. One day I feel like I am on top of the world and the next day I feel like life sucks.
Oh...did I mention my bank account? I can't seem to hold on to money to save my life. I am overdrawn by $135. NICE! I get paid good money, but I spend like MAD. I have NO CONTROL over my finances and that needs to change...quickly. No more spending. No more buying things just because I feel like it. I need to get rid of my debt and start saving...or at least just get rid of my debt.
Now...I refuse to end this on a sour note. I have many, many, many things to be grateful for. I have two amazing, smart and healthy children. I have my dream job, which I thank my lucky stars about every day. I have a nice house...yes it needs work and decluttering, but it is still nice. I have a beautiful, secluded piece of property. And I have a husband who seems to love me even though I am horrible to him. I shouldn't be complaining.