I had an unusual 3 days off this weekend. Hardly EVER happens. I had all of these grand plans of what I was going to do. Things around my apartment (which actually got done), and I was going to go see a movie, and then I was going to take myself out for a really nice dinner. None of the above happened. I find it so difficult these days to make the really little, mundane decisions--like what movie to see, or which showtime to choose. Or which restaurant to go to--and my inability to make these little decisions results in me not making them at all. So, this weekend, I didn't go to a movie, and I didn't take myself out for a nice dinner...what's that all about?
I guess, I just have to be patient with myself. But for 3 years, I dreamed of the kind of freedom to be me, and do what I want to do, without feeling guilty--and now that I have the freedom, I don't do anything.
I wonder if anyone else has experienced this sort of thing...I know in my heart, it will all get better with time. But I just expect myself to be at the finish line from the start, I guess. Part of it, I suppose, is that I don't think I'm allowed to enjoy myself yet...does that make sense? I just feel badly that I sort of wasted a perfectly good weekend on being indecisive. I guess it wasn't a total waste--I'm getting used to being with myself. AND I met Cindy at the Cracker Barrel at breakfast this morning--another new friend. Now that's worth the whole weekend!! Thanks for listening...
Margaret



Margaret, I enjoyed reading your blog and looking through your pictures. You will be a great addition to an already terrific group in Indy! I hope all goes well for you the day of the divorce and I look forward to meeting you in person in November!
Marley Dog2:18 PM