Miss SugarCookie

Category: journal

  • 2017-03-25 All Wound Up

    I watched Dr. Strange with the kids and finished before 10PM. At that time, I just wanted some alone time to clear my head and not listen to the constant bicker of sibling irritation. I went to the gym to get the rest of my steps for the day, which took about a half hour…

  • 2017-03-25 Ironic

    I’m looking out the window this morning and I have Alanis Morissette whispering in my ear “Isn’t it Ironic.. don’t you think?”. We haven’t had any real precipitation for weeks and weeks (and it was an extremely dry winter). Last weekend we put together our new trampoline out in the back yard and it’s pretty much…

  • 2017-03-23 Magical

    Sure I can get more done during the day on only 5 or 6 hours of sleep, but at what cost? The longer the day gets, the harder it is to concentrate or do things. The harder it is to do something, the longer it can take. The more you string those nights together in…

  • 2017-03-22 What to Say?

    What do you say when you have nothing to say? Where do you start? I could go round and round about the same things I’m always on about. Things being balanced, things being connected, thoughts and feelings, goals and stats. But none of that feels right tonight. None of it. I did spend the better…

  • 2017-03-20 It’s All Connected

    I finished writing yesterday’s post at 5:15AM. Which means, I was up at 4 something. Luckily, after it was over, I went back to sleep but the sleep issue is real. The “over-thinking things” issue is real. The “repeating bad patterns of behavior” issue is real. It’s all connected. A few months ago I was…

  • 2017-03-19 I Can’t Escape Myself

    Lot’s of drama and surprises this week and yesterday was another day I found myself trying really hard to hold back tears. It was Saturday and I did not have my kids so I had the whole day to myself to do whatever I wanted. I woke up shortly after 7 and did some writing,…

  • 2017-03-18 Bombs Away, The Barrage Continues

    Another long one here, because there is no other way. Bomb #1 was a doozie. That’s the stuff that lingers and keeps me from getting a good night sleep. As far as I am concerned, that would have been enough for one week, but as I wrote in yesterday’s post, that was just the beginning.…

  • 2017-03-17 Bombs Away

    Oh holy hell where do I begin? I’ve been on the verge of tears all week and had one thing after another pushing me right up to that edge. I don’t think I’ve cried this much since the first week in January. I guess when it rains it pours and some of these things were…