There aren't many times where I feel comfortable admitting that I would like to have a man around.
Like when I need my gutters cleaned out... or my lawn mowed... or the trash taken out. Those are times where I wish I had a man in the same house. Not even necessarily a love interest, just the strength and knowledge of all that boyish stuff that girls don't have a clue about. Or that THIS girl doesn't have a clue about.
But this is the one emotional situation where I wish I had some male insight.... don't you hate when you know you're feeling extra emotional and sensitive and "cryey"???? And I promise, if I just had some male intuition to look me square in the face and say, "Abby, really? You're totally overreacting and freaking out. Think about something else." I would probably do just fine... I know it's true. I know it's right. It's like we need to gain a little perspective.
It's been one of those days (or a few days) where I seem to make up reasons to be emotional. These are the times where I can truly say I hate being a female!!! All of those stupid girly thoughts creep in and I swear they are the devil in disguise!! Honestly, I usually just suck it up, sleep on it a few nights, maybe even cry... but eventually it passes. I'm learning to catch it on the front end now so I suppose that's good. It's almost like I want to personally email each girlfriend and say, "are you mad at me?" How ridiculous is that!?!??! What is this-middle school?!??! I guess after 28 years you learn this about yourself and no matter how well you know it, it doesn't necessarily make it go away.
So cheers to you Ms. Extra Emotional "I think everyone is mad at me" Fellow Girlfriend... let me assure you... you are still the same, normal, life-loving girl that you have always been... except now you have to learn how to function in a normal job and keep a marriage and like.... raise kids and stuff. eh, no biggie. The older I get, the more I realize I can't do anything on my own. And Thank the Lord for that.
2 comments:
I have cried 3 times today! lol and I relate so much to your blog today about the cryey part that I had to comment to make sure you know I am not mad at you lol just in case you thought I am
Oh, Abby, I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels that way re. having days where you want to ask all of your friends: "are you mad at me?" Like there's some fear that all of a sudden all of my friends have stopped liking me. Maybe I'm too loud. Maybe I said the wrong thing. Maybe my clothes aren't cool enough.
When there's a man around the house, though, with their often more reserved way of expressing themselves, it can be very tempting to turn this into: "What are you thinking about? Nothing? You must be thinking about something?" .... "What about now? Whatcha thinking about now??"
Heehee ;)
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