Hung Up and Overdue

Yeah. Well, judging by the fact that it's 2:23 AM and I've spent more time awake tonight than asleep, I definitely think I'm hung up about something a few things more things than my mind can possibly keep track of all at once. And more than overdue for a mental break, or perhaps a good cry. Trouble is, there's no room in this weekend's schedule for some quality time with Dolly Parton and Sally Field and Julia Roberts, so that'll have to wait.

(Reason #4162 Why I Am Not Allowed To Watch Grey's Anatomy: this, which nearly set me off earlier this week, but I was on my way to work with freshly done make-up, so that was definitely a "There is no crying in baseball" moment for me.)

There are so many things in life that I want right now that I simply can not have or might not have or feel like I'm on the wrong path to ever having and it's driving me a little batty. And it's entirely self-inflicted. My hopes, dreams, aspirations, some of which I can't even bring myself to verbalize, oh, I do this to myself. Nobody's forcing anything on me. Nope, this is my self-inflicted torture device, and mine alone. (Somebody, please, TURN IT OFF!)

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2:51 AM. Seriously, if I don't fall asleep in the next 10 minutes, I'm going to have to clean the house and something tells me my neighbors won't enjoy the vacuuming.

Happy Groundhog Day, everyone! Hope your team wins this weekend, as long as your team is not the Chicago Bears (ahem, Dave), and that if you're awake at 3:00 in the morning, it's because you're out rioting somewhere in classic victory celebration style.