Considering that I didn't get to sleep until 4am and was up by 9.15am this morning, I have been freakishly amiable and placid today.
Today has been un-noteworthy after yesterday's odd happenings.
It might have been because I took responsibility for the erratic sleeping pattern last night or should I say this morning, as my penance for being a bit of a bitch last night, moaning about a friend and I didn't actually like myself very much afterwards.
It won't happen again, as I do believe in karma and I have too much to lose at the moment.
I'd like to blame it on the lovely food that I ate throughout the day in abundance, first at Jean's for lunch, which was a lovely seafood pasta dish or the buffet I had at Lynn's that night, but it's best to own up that it was just me showing a side of myself that emerges every now and again, but really shouldn't have done.
We all have a side like that, but maybe everyone else controls theirs better.
I apologised to my other friend who had to listened to my bitching and bless her, she had been on the receiving side of someone else's bitching only last week and here I am involving her in a moan.
I have promised to myself and her to be more forgiving about my other friend's so called faults in my eyes, which was the object of my bitching and to do something more posititive in future or just to accept the situtation.
We all have faults and mine were laid wide open last night.
I'm sure people moan about me at times and I dare say I deserve it, but I should have been a nicer person as I did promise myself as my New Year's resolution that I wouldn't say anything, if I couldn't say something nice about a person.
So I let myself down and I deserved not to sleep.
So as I didn't have a hairshirt or sack cloth to wear, I just kept my tongue under check.
I am now really tired and hope that I sleep tonight.
Lots of love Debbie x
About Me
- Me...Debbie Burden... or known as Burders
- I'll be 55 this August... I've had bronchiectasis for ten years plus this year... End stage lung disease for the past year...been on oxygen for three years... and have I got used to it yet?... nah! I am now waiting for the biggie; a double lung and maybe a heart transplant. I love my life weirdly enough, because I have some wonderful family and friends who are with me every step of the way on my adventures, even though I embarrass them on a daily basis with my unorthodox way of looking at life. Not for the faint hearted!
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