Regrets

Ugh. I feel like a wimp/loser/jerk...despite JJ's kind words and my friends' encouragement, I just couldn't go over and help clean out the condo. I knew I was emotionally volatile and didn't think that going over and blubbering was going to be any help. So I sent a text that I wasn't able to lend a hand after all...And now I feel terrible about it. What complicates matters is that I'm having lunch today with D's sister, the aunt P didn't want to help. She trusted me more to be there and I didn't have the character to show. And this afternoon I can't even mention it (so that she won't be offended that she wasn't invited to join). I know I need to let it go, and I will eventually, but today I feel like a bit of a heel.

I think what I am most looking forward to this weekend is tomorrow, that extra day I have with no commitments, no place to get to by noon, no one to disappoint by honoring myself. Tomorrow will be my Sunday on Monday: bacon and eggs for brunch with a screwdriver or two in my sweats all day. Maybe I'll cook; maybe I'll play Words with Friends all day. I hope to write a little and clean a little, and a nap is not out of the question. Can't wait.

Hope your weekend has been good...

You're it!

Love you,
Barb