by Okay. Stressed Out. I admit it. Plus, I spent a couple of hours at the dentist and my face is a little swollen, and I have two parties to go to tonight. Plus, I said something stupid at a party last night and I’m still cringing about it.
I’m always going to be me, apparently. And I’m an occasional blurter. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. I was in a car with a bunch of people getting a ride home and the driver says to me, “What’s wrong??” What do you mean, I ask. “You’ve sighed at least four times since we got in the car.” The other two people immediately start nodding and saying, “Yeah. You’ve been sighing.” Please please please let me be able to laugh about that soon.
Another picture of Christmas lights in the Village.
Well join the club. I always come home from a party wondering if I talked too much, talked to little, didn’t say the right thing, etc., etc. I keep hoping that one of these days I won’t second guess myself all the time but it doesn’t seem to be happening.
ME TOO. When oh when will I ever give myself a break already??