When I started this challenge, I promised myself I would not get behind. Well, I think I may be a day or so behind. I'm not sure how bc last night I was a day ahead doing Twitter chat. I was getting so mad bc nobody was liking my tweets. I realized why when Logan Walker messaged me and told me it was the wrong night. Thank goodness I have the ability to laugh at myself. I dislike wishing my life away but I find myself doing it. Wishing for the weekend, wishing for summer, and wishing for Christmas are all like wishing your life away. Life is way to short to wish it away. So, I'm fine with being a little behind...I'm going to look at it as meaning I'm making the most of each day.
Well, tonight was the first night of Little League baseball practice. We had our first travel ball tournament last weekend in Arkansas. Baseball and I have a love/hate relationship. I love watching the game and Brody play it, and I love watching the game and hate watching Brody play it. The minute the game starts I get millions of butterflies in my stomach. This is his eighth year playing so you think it would be no big deal for me. When it comes to Brody and sports, I am a worrier. He can hold his own and stay right up there with the rest of his team but I always worry that he is going to get in a slump and everyone else will shoot way ahead of him in skill and ability. I have no idea why I feel this way. I can tell you that it is a miserable feeling. I would love to be able to go to the games, sit back and enjoy them, but instead I sit there and worry with millions of butterflies in my stomach. When the game is over, the butterflies are gone, I hug him...
Life happens. Keep blogging. :)
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