Sunday, November 28, 2010

Why Doesntthe Lockeropen Poptropica

To my way


Delighted to turn the page this week's unnecessary and soft, it's always the same the week before the reds. I see all black, I am concerned, I am looking for lice:

"You have still not returned to sports, yes, but I still have problems, yes but you still have not taken RDV with the physio-
You still have not lost those 3 pounds
"You have done nothing for your project: you do vegetate and complain that you
"You still have not defrosted the fridge
" You want to write but you have not written a page from the birth of the koala
-You do not call Claire Magicwakame, and it keeps ....
"You have not been to the hammam with Vio, it's been a year since you've made him this gift
you eat poorly, you said that you eat less pasta, bread, you drink green tea and much more water. ... and you gluttons for cookies, sodas.
"You're no, you do not know what you want, you're not motivated, you never go into action, you're just dream one day is white is black one day, you have no energy ....

Stunned by my thoughts and a big burst, I just wanted to go and snuggle under my duvet. I was tired, tired, tired.
And then turning a conversation with Castor and an appointment with my doctor, I told myself: "wait a minute, old girl: you're not so bad as that."
You had a baby 9 months ago, a frankly painful birth, at an age not canonical, but worthy of a good bottle ...
Your blood is in the socks.
You have taken the job, 4 months ago, thinking that now was also important and you bear it much better hazard professionals.
You have found a nanny who would be the envy of Mary Poppins.
Your son has received the highest award of the pediatrician. You do not
lost 10 years of your life in this job, you stayed warm, to make your baby, you do not let go, you held firm. You have still learned a lot, had the opportunity to travel, you've met a lot of morons, but also with a multitude of wonderful people and a small handful of true friends ...

And I remembered that The Cat me said "you are there already on your way, you're already on the way" Yes, I'm on my way, my path Scrub, nose in the air, not very concentrated, a card in the pocket, I forget too often see, I lose, I zigzags. This is my way forward along the side roads, but certainly at my own pace consistently.
And finally, my butterfly hedonic method has not yielded such poor results. When I look back, I have few regrets, I realized a lot of my dreams ... And at my age
good bottle is still good to have dreams of wanting to change, to move. On my way ....
Good god what did I sleep well!

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