mean girl

I’ve been a real sour grape today so I don’t know why I feel like writing, but maybe it will clean it all out of my head.

So I’m pregnant, which is wonderful, but I’m at that yucky phase where I simultaneously want to hurl and sleep.  That’s part of the problem since I sleep as if someone were watching me without blinking.  I guess good quality sleep will come back in my fifties?  Something to look forward to about getting older.

Another problem is all the crap.  Not feces, but just the crap.  Like friends who work hard and can’t make it and people who choose to hate other people for one reason they can’t get past and sick babies and lonely people and everything that’s made in China and CNN and all this crap that I wish I weren’t thinking about right before bed.  I’m sure you suspect this, but I could go on forever about the crap.  I don’t even want to really.  I just wish we could all take deep breaths and start over on some stuff.  Or that there were unlimited Ctrl/Command Zs for life.