If ever you’ve felt like you’re less than, don’t measure up, aren’t good thin tall rich smart talented healthy educated strong enough (the list could go on forever), or you just kinda suck in general, welcome to the inferiority complex party.
Thursday night is our standing date night. It started last winter – you know, the winter that hung on through April – when I was going (stir) crazy.Thursdays for a stay at home parent are the equivalent of the second-to-last lap of a run: It’s the toughest. You’re close-ish to the end, but there’s still more to go.
Have you ever been around someone who was a bit nasty? Of course you have. I was in the presence of one such soul this week. I try treading lightly when speaking of others; it’s good practice. So, without giving too much away, let’s just say it wasn’t that she was unfriendly, she was anti-friendly.
For a while now I’ve been lamenting my memory; it’s not what it once was. Details and dates are long forgotten. So is anything that doesn’t make my phone, including engagements in my calendar and items on the grocery list.
