Monday, April 6, 2009
I'm gonna smash that signal.
The left hand blinker. It's annoying. The guy in front of you forgot to turn it off. But its blinking. and blinking. and blinking. Before you do anything, you wonder, is it a sign? are mine on? I'll check my blinkers first before I high beam him.
Shit. I'm guilty.
On another website, I try to help women that are thinking about moving to Mexico with their husbands. The decision in itself is hard enough. I mention, despite the struggles, how great it will be for your family to stick together. The joys in the journey will prove prosperous in the end...Blah blah blah. Here I am preaching against all those that also post saying 'don't go', 'it will be a horrible experience', 'your children will suffer' etc.. when my blinker is on too.
Damn. I feel stuck. I'm so tired, and angry, and frustrated. It's been almost two years of struggle, beginning before we made the move and I'm thinking, "when is it gonna end?" I got so pissed off at hubby today, i thought about moving back! I love him. I don't want to leave him. but damn. I'm TIRED!!! so I thought, fine. I need to get away. and go where? to his mom's house, 3 hours away?!? and for what? to sit in some little ranch and watch the *ing cars? I feel trapped. and that damn blinker is starting to piss me off.
So what do I do? Go home? Stay here? Take a break? I swear, I'm wearing my body down. Maybe I should stop preaching before I am fully happy myself. Then will I be fully credible.
Labels: daily rants
- Refried Dreamer
- I've been living in Mexico now for about a two years with my hubby and 2 kids. Not exactly by choice, but we're here nonetheless. Luckily, I live with quite a few of the accomodations that i was used to in the states. In spite of those convienences, we also have a water tank with asbestos, outdated electricity, massive amounts of dust, caterpillars that burn your skin, and thousands of windshield washers on every street corner. My kiddos and I are learning to speak spanish and adjust to life away from our family and friends in the States.