Slipping over the edge
I may have slipped over the edge. I've been commenting to people that I've been feeling like I'm on the tip of a change. I felt I was going to go "good" or "bad". This morning I was sure I'd gone bad (or crazy). I woke up feeling like I was in a bubble. I talked to myself the whole time I was getting ready. And I danced. Sorta like an exotic dancer.
I'm glad my Dbf wasn't in the area.
I'm considering going back to the way I was before kids: more interested in sex than anything else; shallow; more often than not intoxicated; laughing and talking to anyone) or no one, damn the consequences.
I've had tight reins on my behavior since the birthing. And it didn't help my children that I was a model citizen. Cod, they'll be the death of me!
***runs rampid through life*** don't worry - be happy
I'm glad my Dbf wasn't in the area.
I'm considering going back to the way I was before kids: more interested in sex than anything else; shallow; more often than not intoxicated; laughing and talking to anyone) or no one, damn the consequences.
I've had tight reins on my behavior since the birthing. And it didn't help my children that I was a model citizen. Cod, they'll be the death of me!
***runs rampid through life*** don't worry - be happy
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BTW, I still feel like I'm in a bubble, but I'm not dancing like that today!
Lol Lasann! When you dirty dance in public it really does attract all sorts of weirdos. Also? Bubble-dancing is hott.
Woo hoo!
I want to dance in a bubble too!
I do these things all the time. Have I been a bad bad girl? :)
I do some of these things. The way I figure it, if you can't have fun, what's the point?
How's the no-smoking thing going? I'm still on the smoker train, and still trying to quit slowly. I went quickly from a pack a day to half a pack, and I'm stuck there. More out of habit than anything, really. *sigh* And sadly, I just can't seem to up my motivation at the moment. Mostly because of life's stresses, which is a crappy excuse and I know it.
I do some of these things. The way I figure it, if you can't have fun, what's the point?
How's the no-smoking thing going? I'm still on the smoker train, and still trying to quit slowly. I went quickly from a pack a day to half a pack, and I'm stuck there. More out of habit than anything, really. *sigh* And sadly, I just can't seem to up my motivation at the moment. Mostly because of life's stresses, which is a crappy excuse and I know it.
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