Disappointing, Like Life

Had our yard/moving sale today, it sucked. We even had a lot of nice furniture and almost nobody stopped. We probably made a total of $50 :dunno: Most of the day I sat on my ass and read (although I’m almost done with my book :thumbsup:) and we cleaned out the apartment head to toe (ok so Erik did not me so much).

I feel gross and I feel so tired being in the sun more in one day than I had all summer so far. I feel disappointed by it but not surprised entirely. I hate constantly learning how life is so often a huge disappointment and every once and a while things are good.

Sorry I sound so grumpy but damn I’m grumpy. Sometimes I just want to :flipa: life but the irony is what can you do? Shit happens and then comes tomorrow.

Do you ever still wonder? Why me? Why does this have to happen now? What “lesson” am I learning now and when oh when will it be over?

I’m tired and must change out of these gross clothes :twitchy:

  1. TJ

    July 29, 2006 at 9:44 pm

    Its okay. A nice cool shower, and a couple of beeers will put things back into perspective 🙂

  2. T.

    July 29, 2006 at 10:05 pm

    sorry your tag sale didn’t go so well. They’re hit or miss though. maybe you could have another one. It’s been so fucking hot that a lot of people are staying home with their AC on.

  3. Robin

    July 30, 2006 at 7:34 am

    TJ – Beers did help :thumbsup:

    T – That’s true. At this point I hope people just took stuff overnight, otherwise we need to get rid of it.

  4. Maureen

    July 30, 2006 at 12:42 pm

    – Robert Frost –

    Oh, stormy stormy world,
    The days you were not swirled
    Around with mist and cloud,
    Or wrapped as in a shroud,
    And the sun’s brilliant ball
    Was not in part or all
    Obscured from mortal view
    Were days so very few
    I can but wonder whence
    I get the lasting sense
    Of so much warmth and light.
    If my mistrust is right
    It may be altogether
    From one day’s perfect weather,
    When starting clear at dawn,
    The day swept clearly on
    To finish clear at eve.
    I verily believe
    My fair impression may
    Be all from that one day
    Not shadow crossed but ours
    As though its blazing flowers
    We went from house to wood
    For change of solitude.

  5. Robin

    July 30, 2006 at 3:15 pm

    Thank you Maureen, that is beautiful :hug:

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