I have been pretty torqued.
(Wow, I really LOVE that word -- torqued. What an awesome word.)
Anyway, yeah, I've been torqued about the Mother's Day situation. In a nutshell, Wonderhubby and I will not be singing at our traditional Mother's Day restaurant gig for the first time in about six years.
I started writing out all the reasons why, but I deleted it all. I realized that I sounded petulant and whiney, and I thought that was unbecoming.
That I was BETTER than that.
Except I'm not.
I AM petulant and whiney.
And basically feeling like a put-out 12-year-old who can't have her cake and eat it too.
Sigh. We never do get over ourselves, do we?