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Mentally, I'm feeling much better. Physically, I woke up sick. Sore throat, stuffy nose, mildly feverish, etc. Ah well. I'll take feeling physically crappy over feeling mentally crappy any day.
Ooh! Ooh! Must put this down for posterity. So, last night I'm feeling all whiny and self-indulgent and decide that no, I'm not going to drive an hour south to go to my brother's game because, well, I was feeling whiny and self-indulgent. Also, part of me always worries that he can somehow feel my anxiety when he's playing and that it's going to impede him in some way. I know that doesn't make sense, but I rarely make sense.
Anyway, instead I eat a small mountain of scrambled eggs and go over to a friend's house. Return home late last night to discover that my brother had the Game to End All Games. SIX runs batted in! Two singles that drove in two runs a piece! And a HOME RUN! Ahh! The score ended up being 13-11, his team winning, which means that he basically drove in half the runs! I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T GO! I'm now alternating between bursting with pride and shriveling up with regret. The former is, luckily, taking the lead.
Before I go, I must take a moment to express how much Kaelie rocks. She knows why.
Ooh! Ooh! Must put this down for posterity. So, last night I'm feeling all whiny and self-indulgent and decide that no, I'm not going to drive an hour south to go to my brother's game because, well, I was feeling whiny and self-indulgent. Also, part of me always worries that he can somehow feel my anxiety when he's playing and that it's going to impede him in some way. I know that doesn't make sense, but I rarely make sense.
Anyway, instead I eat a small mountain of scrambled eggs and go over to a friend's house. Return home late last night to discover that my brother had the Game to End All Games. SIX runs batted in! Two singles that drove in two runs a piece! And a HOME RUN! Ahh! The score ended up being 13-11, his team winning, which means that he basically drove in half the runs! I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T GO! I'm now alternating between bursting with pride and shriveling up with regret. The former is, luckily, taking the lead.
Before I go, I must take a moment to express how much Kaelie rocks. She knows why.
