Acceptance
money from this paycheck wasn’ t already spoken for. As it is we’ ll be facing the same lack of money stress that we did for the last two weeks.
On days like today beat myself up— a lot. I say things to myself like, " Just work through the pain of the headache. Julie, you really ought to be able to handle driving the kids around without complaining. It’ s not like you’ re doing masonry work or heavy lifting after all."
There’ s a mean
Quit whining, for crying out loud! voice in my head that says, " Julie, you’ re home all day. You could really do a much
better job with the budget and the bills. Why don’ t you just go out and get a real job instead of trying to make this work at home thing pay off?"
All day long the nasty voice tells me, " You should get more exercise. You need to try harder to give up sugar. What do you mean you’ re going to take a 20 minute nap? Lazy …" And the biggie, " Quit whining, for crying out loud. Your troubles are nothing compared to what some people have to go through everyday. On and on it goes. By 5:00 I’ m in full anxiety mode and just about ready to take a Xanax.
I’ m glad days like this don’ t happen very often. When they do though, there’ s no turning them around. Nothing goes right. I usually end up crying or losing my patience with the nearest family member. I’ m really just taking my
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