Yet more randomness
Mar. 17th, 2004 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
agilebrit[staring at recent entries]
Well. Haven't had a whole lot to say lately. Here a drabble, there a drabble. Bleh. I've been feeling really undermotivated this last week or so. I've been listing these widgets for a friend on eBay...and I'm to the point where I don't really want to anymore. To be honest, it's been stressing me out somewhat, because they're kind of breakable, and I hate packing them, and I hate being responsible for them. The extra money is nice, but not necessary, for me. He needs the money, but he wouldn't get as much if he listed the widgets himself, because he doesn't have the feedback to back up his reputation like I do. So... *sigh*
And then there are the ongoing battles with Da Boy. He'll be three in a week. And I'm almost at my wit's end. He doesn't respect me. He doesn't listen to me. Nothing I do seems to make a dent in his attitude. Sometimes I really wonder if I'm cut out to be a parent.
Heh. My problems seem small in comparison to the ones my friends are having. But it's the small things that wear you down. Like dripping water on a rock.
And I may be a little PMS-y right now too. Ugh.
Well. Haven't had a whole lot to say lately. Here a drabble, there a drabble. Bleh. I've been feeling really undermotivated this last week or so. I've been listing these widgets for a friend on eBay...and I'm to the point where I don't really want to anymore. To be honest, it's been stressing me out somewhat, because they're kind of breakable, and I hate packing them, and I hate being responsible for them. The extra money is nice, but not necessary, for me. He needs the money, but he wouldn't get as much if he listed the widgets himself, because he doesn't have the feedback to back up his reputation like I do. So... *sigh*
And then there are the ongoing battles with Da Boy. He'll be three in a week. And I'm almost at my wit's end. He doesn't respect me. He doesn't listen to me. Nothing I do seems to make a dent in his attitude. Sometimes I really wonder if I'm cut out to be a parent.
Heh. My problems seem small in comparison to the ones my friends are having. But it's the small things that wear you down. Like dripping water on a rock.
And I may be a little PMS-y right now too. Ugh.
