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Sunday, Nov 8, 2009
Alpha Female
Published Letters: 98 Editor's Choice: 1
Did what I did, save my life?
Was it not some horrible mistake,but necessary,
was it exactly what I needed to do?
What would I have done otherwise?
Considering how weak I was...
Because it has worked,
the replacement of that breath-taking fear,
of gnawing raw betrayal,
of unrightable wrongs;
of life, definitively out-of-control,
in exchange for a life controlled.
Is it so important that the only
control I had was to ruin it?
Life now is a payment late,
a leaking tire,
a tag gone bad,
another court date,
another slot machine,
another call.
So many nice, solid, controllable
worries to occupy my mind with,
instead of the crushing gravity of
that other whatever-it-was.
-Me
Go and buy an aluminum bat. Name it Buster. Beat the fuck out of your couch cushions or mattress. Scream while you do it.
If you aren't training them to clean the house?
Hire a service for a big one time clean. Hire a weekly if you can afford it. Then toss any toys that aren't picked up by the anklebiters - as another said, give them to charity...
Use paper plates and utensils whenever possible. Children should be able to throw that stuff away, as well as put any cups into the dishwasher.
Children as young as 5 can also - use a dustpan and brush to do some sweeping, dusting with socks on their hands, clean their own bathroom sinks...
Purchase several large attractive wicker baskets, with lids if you can find them. Store extra clutter crap in there... coats in one- easier/faster than hanging - another for shoes - right by the door... another for extra throw pillows and blankets...
Buy storage bins etc with lids that close for a cleaner look...
Addiction (noun)
the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, such as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.
You must know you are wrong. Addiction is not limited to "substances". It also includes behaviours. It's entirely possible that quitting and being a new hire can trigger the dopaminergic system of the LW.
You never know. My mother was diagnosed with colon cancer and died 17 days later. 17 days.
I still regret the only day I had to spend running stupid pointless errands instead of being with her, turned out it was the last day she was lucid. She died 2 days after that.
You'll have plenty of time to worry about what effect moving has on your family, and yes, you'll have plenty of time to bitch about the weather if that's what's more important to you.
You won't have any time to spend with your mother after she's dead, but you will have a lifetime of regret.
Stop making excuses and go.
That dread you feel isn't because you might have to move back to a state you don't love. It's because your mommy is dying.
Much of the initial coverage about Fort Hood turned out to be wrong. Is there anything wrong with that?
The accountability imposed by another country for the CIA's kidnapping and torture reveals much about our own.
Fox News' morning show plays to type, talking about whether Muslims in the Army should face "special debriefings"
219 Democrats and one Republican join in favor of the legislation, which passed by a narrow margin
The survivor and author is upset about comparisons some on the right are making to genocide
Salon headlines in your mailbox
