You know you are a complete pessimist and uptight person when even your day dreams have to be realistic and rationalized.
Attempting to force myself to relax earlier today, I closed my eyes and imagined myself back at my old house in the country. I was curled up under the comforter in that super comfortable single bed that everyone else says hurts their back. Outside the window the sun was shining, glistening off the pond at the bottom of the field and there was a soft breeze rustling the leaves of the tree. Downstairs my mom is cooking her homemade fried chicken and filling a huge bowl of her amazing mashed potatoes for lunch.
My eyes pop open.
Wait a minute. Where’s Jonathan?’
He could be running toward that pond right now, trip, fall into the water and drown. And why would I be at my parents without at least Jonathan if not Hubby as well?
Argh. I’m supposed to be relaxing. I imagine that Jonathan is downstairs, in the front yard, throwing the ball with his daddy. Everything is fine.
Next relaxation location. A pool. I’m lounging in the water on my back and it is gorgeous outside. It is one of those fancy, in ground pools that rich people install in their back yards because in this dream I am rich and can afford one. Did I mention it was gorgeous outside and the sun is shining and –
My eyes pop open.
Where’s Jonathan? Is Hubby watching him? He could run out here to look for me, trip, fall into the pool and drown.
Apparently I just need to keep this kid away from water. Additionally, I apparently have a deep seeded fear of drowning I did not know about.
I get out of bed and go to the computer to blog.
Forget Relaxing. It’s too stressful.
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Ha! That is so true!
Funny how kids completely change the way you think, huh? The other day my husband and I went to look at houses, leaving Dylan with the inlaws. We passed a field with some cows and Jim looked in the rear view mirror to tell Dylan “Look, some Moos!” He said he panicked at first when he didn’t see him.
I am exactly the same way! I can’t tell you the number of times I have killed off my husband and imagined what it would be like to carry on without him. What is wrong with me! I’m glad I’m not the only crazy person out there.
Sitting at my blog, ranting about husband. Oh no, he’s on his computer playing World of Warcraft. His character is swimming., He could drown! (Good.)
Great post!
When I design my dream house in my head (which I do often) I have a habit of thinking, “No we can’t have that many bedrooms, people will think we’re snobs, do we really need a pool, Okay, maybe the arch ways are too elaborate.” I have to remind myself, it is a DREAM house… I can’t have whatever the heck I want!
Cute post!