tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post1268071109382942375..comments2023-06-21T05:49:08.673-05:00Comments on the perfectionist receptionist: elevatemichellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11000024746737428712noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post-20721384731527031082007-07-17T00:50:00.000-05:002007-07-17T00:50:00.000-05:00By the way, I agree with Kelly. No matter what, i...By the way, I agree with Kelly. No matter what, if Chris is as fabulous as you profess, he will tolerate the darkest of You's.... That's his job, after all. <BR/><BR/>And if Kelly's MIL read her blog, or read anything personal, I'd gasp. :) We all know how... you know, she is.Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02684472385651395069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post-74350579829302812732007-07-10T08:17:00.000-05:002007-07-10T08:17:00.000-05:00I'll second that. You have nothing to prove to you...I'll second that. You have nothing to prove to your friends because we all love you just the way you are (I sound like an after school special but it's true). And by the way, my current job requires that I use less than 1% of my job at any given moment as well. <BR/>I'm with you in the house situation too. So much work, and now I'm afraid we'll finally find something wonderful (well, acceptably flawed but affordable) just before one or both of us finds a job that uses more than 1% of the brain or, dare I say it, that education that cost thousands of dollars. But the trick, I guess, is to keep living your life and not get caught up in the what ifs - instead, deal with them as they come.Karihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18209197640692082505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post-29849693490821103532007-07-09T18:45:00.000-05:002007-07-09T18:45:00.000-05:00Ah seems that when it rains it pours, eh?All we ca...Ah seems that when it rains it pours, eh?<BR/><BR/>All we can do is keep moving forward. Even through the crap. Maybe one thing you could try (as far as getting your thoughts out of your head) is to ABSOLUTELY not edit yourself. Just write your train of thought and let it be. Maybe that would be more therapuetic than rewriting - hey - the blog is FOR YOU really - no one else...the rest of us here are just voyeurs. :) <BR/><BR/>I think a key to happiness (which is not always attainable) is to stop and identify, reflect, appreciate and acknowledge the little things in life which make us happy and make some days special, some days mundane, and some days just right. <BR/><BR/>In the meantime, hang in there....we all have our 'days' (don't I know it).<BR/><BR/>You're much loved & you don't fall short in your friends' eyes.carrsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09577396465027107426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post-81246518147213517692007-07-09T13:09:00.000-05:002007-07-09T13:09:00.000-05:00As a fellow sufferer of the manic depressive cycle...As a fellow sufferer of the manic depressive cycle, I completely understand what you are feeling. I get depressed regularly even though I am happier than I have ever been before. <BR/>We are going to have to fight this monster the rest of lives just as we have thus far. The trick is controlling how much we let it affect our lives. How much do we give it so that it doesn't grow out of control and consume our lives. We've both let it. And I know, just like me, you never want to go back there again. <BR/>Do the things that make you smile: knitting, reading, music, working out, spending time with Chris, spending time with friends. <BR/>And if you want to buy a house, then buy a house. No one buys their dream house the first time around. You have to build up to that. It's something to work towards. <BR/>I wouldn't worry too much about Chris. If he loves you unconditionly, he'll support you. Don't expect him to understand your depression (that's what I'm here for along with others). But he'll still love you and try to help you. <BR/>Call me. We'll go get nachos.<BR/>PS: There is no way my MIL is reading my blog.KeLLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02857637340479963240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793763870831073576.post-61699989574812098572007-07-09T11:35:00.000-05:002007-07-09T11:35:00.000-05:00Oh, Michelle. I know how it feels to stagnate. R...Oh, Michelle. I know how it feels to stagnate. Restlessness, frustration, annoyance, all of that. You are a lovely little buttercup; don't you forget it.<BR/><BR/>PS: Ryan's mom reads my blog. Eep!Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02684472385651395069noreply@blogger.com