Excuse Me While I Vent

I want to wake up tomorrow with a much more positive outlook on life. Tomorrow I want to see the silver lining and so therefore, today I must vent just a little.

I have a sweet friend who often calls and says I need to vent - can I just vent. I do the same to her. We vent and then we are done. We move on because we can. We have purged ourselves of some of the frustration. Sometimes it works wonders.

So please excuse me while I vent my way through a couple frustrations.

1. I hate this weather. I am sorry but I am tired of being cold and wet. I am tired of white and slush and running errands in the snow. I really am not a winter person. And I honestly fight off depression with a giant shovel all winter long. I long and I mean pine to see things growing again.  Yes I know it has its pretty moments. But if only they were just moments and not a growing wall of snow drifts lining my long icey driveway.

2. I am really frustrated with the lady I carpool with and while I told my children we were going to no longer say bad things about her but chalk it up to different life philosophies, I am going to cheat for just a moment. I am really sick of my children being late to school because she picks them up as the school bell is ringing or she calls and says she is on her way as I am walking out the door (tired of waiting for her to show up) or she doesn't show up at all -- like today. She asks me to have my children ready by 7:45 and she shows up somewhere between that time and 8:25. And then when I am supposed to pick her daughter up -- I sometimes wait or have to go look for her daughter only to discover she has pulled her out of school early and then called my home to tell me while I am waiting in the carpool lane at the school. Seriously, I am done. This is no longer working for my family. We are going to break free of the carpool.

3. I am overwhelmed. I did it to myself. I started a huge project that requires an intense amount of TLC and love and writing and editing and planning. I am exhausted and I have only just begun. But I will get on track, I will be motivated tomorrow. But today the thought of crafting a well- researched article makes me feel like burying myself in a snowdrift for a day or at least under my covers, oh that's right I did that yesterday.

Now I feel better, a little, and I can go to bed with a clear head and a hopeful heart that tomorrow it won't snow, my kids will be to school on time and I will be a clever writer again.