A Nervous Wreck.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

These are the three things that are currently keeping yummy mummy from eating, sleeping, and are forcing me to chew off all my newly manicured nails. 
  1. The Election. I cannot tear myself away from the TV. The lines around the corner. The reports of the robocalls telling the Dems to vote a day later. The analysis. I want my candidate to win so badly and I am just praying that everyone stays in line and casts their vote. It's almost like watching a national disaster play out on TV. 
  2. The Red Eye. Yes, tonight is the dreaded flight back to Boston. At 10:30pm my little man and I are getting back on that jail in the sky to try again to make it home. Please God no puking, crying, or evil looks from my fellow passengers. I really don't know if I can take it again.
  3. My Blackberry. In case I haven't mentioned it before I love my Blackberry more than any other material possession I own. I live on the thing. I may love it as much as my little man (not quite, but close.) I am currently on my third one in 2 years (don't ask.) Therefore, you can imagine the horror on my face when today I was in the pool with my little man and I had to make the choice between keeping him from crashing on the cement or dropping the phone in the water. I made the right choice (I think) and now the phone is currently drying off and I really really really really need to to work again. Please don't ask me why I had the phone in the water in the first place, I have been kicking myself all day!
Just thought I'd share with you a bit of my neurosis. I realize things could be much worse. I am determined to stay positive. I keep playing the scenario in my head where 16 hours from now I am at my hairdressers getting my highlights touched up, texting on my phone that finally starts working, telling everyone how great my little man was on the plane and how happy I am that Obama won. 

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.  


4 comments :

that girl ? said...

Hopefully by now you're safely in the hairdressers chair, texting away and rejoicing in the fact that Yay!! (thank god), Obama won!! If the little man was an angel on the plane then that's a complete bonus - if not, don't worry, it'll get easier as he gets older and take comfort in the fact that you may feel stressed but your highlights look fab! (Am getting mine done on Friday - can't wait!) xo

Katee said...

Good luck on your flight home. All of my travels and visits to Cali finally made me move here. Can't imagine having to go back to the cold!

Legally Brunette said...

I wanted to send you a link today but if you can believe it, I don't have your email address! I think you'll like this article re: mommy dating - it was in the Globe today.

http://www.boston.com/lifestyle/articles/2008/11/06/the_perils_of_mommy_dating/?p1=Well_MostPop_Emailed5

Yummy Mummy said...

omg LB. I love it. This article is so right on! I remember when i went to my first Isis class and met my now 2 best friends. It is so scary and just like dating. You can;t call too much, seem to needy, etc.

What a great find!

xoxo
ym