Inept

24May09

Ever played that game where you have to pick one single word to describe yourself? I think I’ve found my one word. Inept. At least that is how I feel the last day or two. Or maybe inadequate would be better.

Obviously the bubble of good mood I’ve been floating on has burst. Now I’m full of anxiety about school, and P’s summer vacation (that started Friday!). Then there is the ever-present money worries, worries about my mother who looks like death on a cracker. Worries that I am seriously fucking it all up.

I think I’ll go back to watching CSI Miami. Mostly hot people, usually dressed in white clothes or a bikini, solving crime and kicking butt. So what if they are trying entirely too hard, or that the acting is sometimes a little hammy (better than I could do at my best), or that all the hot women want the least attractive dude on the show. Mindless entertainment at its best and the perfect way to keep my mind off of everything that is making me into a cranky nutjob.

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