Tuesday, February 4
This is how I've been feeling recently...
For multiple reasons, I feel like I'm just twisting uselessly at the air while pretending to do something productive as the captain walks by. At least I'm wearing a yellow shirt.
1). Mum as my captain: My parents arrive in 8 sleeps (holy crap, that's so soon! Eeeee!), so I'm anxious to prepare the house. Not that it's messy or anything, but I'm excited and I want to have everything just right for when they get here. Unfortunately, it's still too far out to really do much, so I'm just going through the motions until next week.
2). Mum as my captain... again: I've been struggling with my story a lot this past month, which has caused some of my family members great annoyance. Now that she's arriving with her well-practiced mother glare, I won't be able to escape. At least when she's across the continent I don't have to see her disapproval, just hear it (and imagine it), LOL. I hope she can kick some sense into me, without actually having to kick me.
3). My husband as my captain: Similar to the point above, my hubby has had to deal with my crazy behavior and constant whining about this and that. I feel like I need to have something to show him when he gets home from work. When I have a bad day, sometimes I end up just going through the motions. "Quick, do something productive!" *twist, twist, twist* "There, that ought to do it. He'll never suspect a thing, muah hahahaha!"
Ahem. Not that this has ever happened before. Ever. Nope.
So, do you ever feel like you're twisting a fake valve to look like you're doing something productive, when in fact you're just twisting your arms in the air against a wall?