Somtimes when my alarm goes off and when cold air is greeting me outside of the warm covers and it is still dark outside, all I want to do is I pull the blanket over my head and go back to sleep. It’s hibernation time for many animals. Why can’t we?
Sometimes I feel like deleting all the blogs in my Feedly reader and starting fresh. Just me? But then I don’t, because there are too many people that I come to love and appreciate too much. Maybe a clean up is in order!
Somtimes I am really impatient. Even though most people claim that ‘patient’ is one of the first adjectives that come to mind when they think of me. Yeah. I guess I am a patient person most of the time.
Sometimes it’s really hard not to cry about not spending Christmas with my family this year. I knew this was (possibly) coming and I’ve been trying to tell myself that it’s going to be ok, and hey, we can maybe get a real (small) Christmas tree this time and we’re going to make it a nice and cozy Christmas, and maybe even go somewhere where there is snow, or something, but deep inside, I’m crushed. Christmas is my most favorite time of the year, because I usually get it to spend with my family and this time I won’t and … meh.
Sometimes I wonder when I will finally feel like I am grown up. Don’t get me wrong, I am a grown-up. I feel competent to handle life and take care of myself and all, but I hardly ever feel I am finished growing up. Does that makes sense to anyone at all?
Sometimes I wish people would make fewer assumptions, be less judgmental and just be ok with the actual facts, however “surprising” they might be.
Sometimes I really need 48 hours in the day. In fact, I need this most of the time. I wouldn’t mind the weekends to be longer especially. I also have so many things I want to do and never get them all done.
Sometimes an afternoon cup of coffee is absolutely necessary to get me through the day.
Sometimes I just wished somebody would invent a teleportation device already. Please and thank you.
Sometimes I feel incredibly strong, capable and competent. And sometimes I don’t.
Your turn, fill in the blank. Sometimes I ______________________.
{inspired by the “Sometimes I…” posts by Mandy}
Marie
November 24, 2014 at 8:42 amI hear you on the whole Christmas thing (as you know). For me it’s not even the snow, it’s just the time spent with family that I miss. The first time I didn’t spend it with them, it was the hardest and I definitely cried.
It’s gotten a little easier since then. Last year though, there were some other family issues going on that I can’t speak about which angered me and really stomped all over the “spirit of Christmas.” Hence why I have come to really dislike it. In any case, I think you’re going to be just fine! And cry as much as you want. Lots of hugs to you!
Oh and yes, definitely clean up the feedly list. I do from time to time.
Tanja
November 24, 2014 at 3:45 pmSometimes I feel….. like you are kind of a soul-twin (if you know what I mean….). It’s a bit scary that a lot of things you post about seem to come directly out of my mind….. :)
One huge difference I found in todays post – I basically never get to spent Christmas with my family due to “black-out” in my company. But not this year – my mom is arriving in a few days and she is going to stay for 85 (in words: eighty-five) days.
Have a great Thanksgiving!
Elly
November 25, 2014 at 5:26 amYes, yes to *all* of these. To cold mornings and too many blogs in my reader and especially spending Christmas away from families and teleportation devices (especially yes to teleportation devices!)
Kristen
November 26, 2014 at 8:56 amSometimes I wish I had an assistant to get all the little errands done in my day ( posting things to sell on Craigslist, returns to Macy’s, pick up drycleaning) and a housekeeper to clean my house once from top to bottom, every single nook and cranny.
Chrissy
November 26, 2014 at 11:01 amYes, all of these and sometimes I should really make more time for blog reading and commenting! Hugs xxx
katelin
November 26, 2014 at 4:35 pmI feel ya on hibernating, I want to do that all of the time.
Also, sometimes I just don’t want to talk to anyone and dance around my apartment all day. And then sometimes I want to bake all of the things but not do any of the dishes that come with it. Dilemma!