A Private Moment
Saturday, February 24, 2007 at 09:21AM Take one rough day week at work.
Add to that being stuck in ungodly traffic for what feels like an eternity.
Mix in dealing with a two year old being typically terrible.
What do you get?
A woman who snaps at her two year old for spilling juice. A woman who barely speaks to her husband over dinner. A woman who takes a double dose of NyQuil even though she was well over her cold two days ago and passes out on the couch before the dinner dishes are done without any regard for the house, the kid or the hubby because really sometimes it just seems like too much to the point where when Friday finally does comes around, anything left in her is just about shot to shit and useless anyway.
{deep breath}
That woman was me last night. Well thankfully, today I feel refreshed and recharged. I spent the early morning happily playing games with my terrific two year old. Then later, over coffee, my husband and I had a lively discussion on a myriad of topics, including how we will spend our day together.
But here’s the clincher. Had I not made the choice to share with you this very private moment of my latest meltdown, you wouldn’t even know about it.
Poor Britney.
That’s all I have to say about it.





Reader Comments (12)
So sad abut the hero worship of this young, young girls...
and all the trappings that follow fame...
from following them around the bars, to following them into their boudoirs... pretty sad...
and I am so glad I do not have cable...as the networks really are buying it all up and selling it...selling it... for public comsumption...
i mean, wouldn't it be the best thing, ever?
So sorry you've had a stressful time. But you're handling it all so well!
It really would suck to have your every move splashed across the papers on a daily basis.