Ok so this is a whiny discussion and if you can not tolerate a whiner you better leave before reading! I don't whine and complain alot but I have to today. I just came off of a not so fun vacation and I am a little bit pissy about it. This was a Mother/ Daughter trip, my sister and her daughter, me and my daughter, and we went to mine and my sisters hometown to where our Mom was buried in October. It was her birthday last week and so we wanted to put flowers out and celebrate for her that we are moms and daughters! We spent money on airline tickets, hotel, rental car. This was not a cheap trip. Well somehow I hurt my foot last weekend. I don't know how, other than just being too fat maybe. It got worse as the week went on and by the time we landed at our destination I could barely walk. I hobbled everywhere. One of the things planned was a train ride into NYC and a day of shopping. My daughter went with my sister and her daughter, I could not walk. So yeah crappy days for me. Then we take the rental car back to the car rental place before we fly and someone had hit the damn thing and I never noticed! I lost it there in the car rental place, can it get any worse? Yes, our flight was delayed. We almost missed our connector home, Thankfully we made it with no time to spare, me hobbling through the airport on this foot! UGH!!! and on top of it, I have been having some really strong urges. The thing of it is, is that there is an ashtray full of butts on the porch from hubby and son that are long enough to get a good puff going, but as strong as the craves are when I look at that ashtray, thats not what I want. So what is this feeling~ this crave~ this desire for? I am trying to think it through so when and if I ever have it again, I am better prepared for it. I have 90+ days into this quit and I feel as though I can say with certainty I won't smoke today. But this feeling is creepy!! And I have to go to the docs today and because of our HMO I have to go to our family doc first and he will do a referral. This is the same doc I went to two years ago when I wanted to quit smoking and he told me to quit then would be putting me over the edge. I was sooo stressed out from a job I was at, I cried alot when I went in the office. He told me counseling! I never went and and have not been to see him since! SO here I am crying again because of this stupid foot and my lost vacation and for pete's sake, I am in menapause!! If he tells me to seek counseling I am gonna have to tell him off. Ok, thanks for listening!!
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