When Did I Stop Being Fun

This week I saw a special report on when women turn into their mothers and men fully mature. Apparently by age 31 all us gals turn into our moms. Well, I'm 33 so you can only imagine I've been mom for about 2 years already. To be honest that doesn't bother me to much. What I have been bothered with since the special is I've realized I'm BORING.

I think back to a time when I loved to go to the movies, bowling, out for drinks. It wasn't that long long ago but it feels like forever. In the last few years I realized I really don't enjoy much of the "fun" things I used to enjoy. I'm much happier sitting at home on a Saturday night with my husband or having our close friends stop by. It could be I'm just feeling cheap. Maybe I just happened to like movies before they cost $13 and didn't stink. I haven't seen a good movie in a really long time anyway. I think it may have something to do with being a little burnt out too. My job is incredibly demanding. Since I work with children diagnosed with disabilities my Monday through Friday is always non spot and loud. I like the quiet departure from the noise on my weekends. Maybe my job has made me a little bitter. The last thing I want to do is listen to a screaming kid when I go out to dinner. I sometimes cringe when I walk into a restaurant and see kids running around or making tons of noise. Sorry, mommies! I'm a jerk.

I toss around the idea that I miss the days when I would spend Friday at the movies and Saturday night at the bar. I feel as if those were amazing times in my life but I don't know if I need to relive them. I'm in a different place. My partners in crime and I have all settled down. We are all married or marrying the men of our dreams. Some of them are mommies too. We enjoy watching 5 years olds practice ballet on Saturday mornings and trips to Home Depot instead of sleeping till noon. Maybe the idea of fun just changes as you age. Maybe I didn't stop being fun at all. Even if I'm still fun in a different day I do miss this girl. She was a blast, maybe slightly tipsy but I was fun and slightly crazy!

Just Because- I'm in a Blog Rut

I'm in such a blog rut lately. Some one help me I want out and I just don't know how to get there. I have so much I want to blog about; some things I can't talk about here. I think that may be clouding my brain and I can't think of anything else I'd rather share. The other problem is I can't seem to get out of my brain and down to my finger tips. I feel so lame.

The main contributor is I'm feeling pretty burnt out. Job stress just sucks all the creativity outta me. Yesterday after a call from my boss and a minor screw up by my staff I was reduced to tears before 8am. I don't even get in till 10! The stress is constant no matter how I tell myself to not let it get to me.

I'm sure the stress contributes to my lack of creativity but it's also made me tired. I'm exhausted. When I'm not working my 2 jobs I just want to chill out and try not to use my brain to much. Don't get me wrong I have a wonderful life. I do wonderful things with my husband and my friends. I just can't find that drive to blog about it.

So, with that being said. How do you find your creativity when you find you have lost it? Do things like blog ruts get you down or do you ignore them until you find that spark of creativity again?

Just Because- You Shouldn't Be A Jerk

There are some things I have wanted to share here for a while but I've been unable to for numerous reasons. One of those reasons is because there are little people out there who read this blog and not because they enjoy it but to act as little spies. Now, you are probably already thinking "She's just paranoid' and I wish I was be but it has happened before. People have admitted it.

However, there is something going on in my life for a while that I really would like to share. I need the support of kind readers while I've been bullied in my life. I need a caring environment where people would not judge me.

For years there has been a few people who have really hurt me. For many reasons we both were not innocent. They have said horrible things about myself, my family and my husband. They have made me hurt. Up until recently I even gave up. I said I was done fighting for myself and standing up for myself. I was hurt, very hurt. Then just a few weeks ago I was reminded that Karma really does work in mysterious ways. Yes, the b*tch inside me has worn a slight smirk since. I realized that what you give out in this world you get back. You really shouldn't be a jerk because will rear it ugly head right towards you. I was always taught to treat people they way you want to be treated. Just don't be a a jerk! It really isn't worth it. This isn't high school and we shouldn't act mean girls. Don't treat people poorly. It will only come back to haunt you in the end.

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JUST BE NICE.
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