![[dr. bob]](/dr-bob-sm.gif)
Dr. Bob is Robert Hsiung, MD,
bob@dr-bob.orgShown: posts 1 to 6 of 6. This is the beginning of the thread.
Posted by SandraDee on July 27, 2002, at 12:05:38
Sometimes I'm so happy that I get to stay at home and raise my kids and my husband can provide enough for us (well, we struggle, but we get by).
And then there's days like today... where I sit and sort of feel like the only one that doesn't have a job/life. Like the water cooler experiences and the "let's go to lunch" times. The invites to happy hour, even though I'd have to decline. So today, I'm having an imaginary work day. The kitchen sink is my water cooler (though there's never anyone there with gossip) and the washing machine is the copier. I'm trying some of that 3 yr old imagination. Perhaps at nap time I will imagine it's a power outage in the office.
I never said I was sane.
Posted by mist on July 27, 2002, at 13:19:11
In reply to Sometimes..., posted by SandraDee on July 27, 2002, at 12:05:38
>Perhaps at nap time I will imagine it's a power outage in the office.
This is funny. Power outages are the best times in offices. To me, they're the only time when things seem normal. Too bad they usually don't last very long.
You're lucky not to have to work. Office politics can eat you alive. Enjoy your fantasy workday. Those are the best kind. :)
Posted by Gabbi on July 27, 2002, at 14:13:55
In reply to Re: Sometimes..., posted by mist on July 27, 2002, at 13:19:11
I wait for my coffee to be ready and don't realize I haven't put it on yet.
Sandra Dee, if someone told me they were sane I would probably assume they were crazy.
SometimesI wish I had a 3 year old son and a husband who poked fun at my english
I have a "son" somewhere he'll be 14 in two months. I know he has a good family.
I gave him up because I thought I was too moody to be a good mom. Didn't want to by like My own mom--
Also
I thought I would go to College and have a career.
I did go to college, but then this depression started creeping in...
Now, I sleep on my Dad's couch, no job, no son, w/my medication I can't even drive.NO I'm not saying poor me, I'm worse off than you.... I think we (all) not just we 3 are "blessed" with minds that can Imagine a state of happiness that is not possible to achieve.
Just a thought
Posted by SandraDee on July 27, 2002, at 21:58:34
In reply to Sometimes..., posted by SandraDee on July 27, 2002, at 12:05:38
Ok, so I'm clocking out... hahaha yea right.
I'm thinking right about now I've earned 4 weeks vacation time at least...and several sick days.
Waiting for my paycheck and overtime should be a healthy check, right? :) Can we say delusional?
Oh well... tomorrow is a long day for me (hubby gone all day at the races) so y'all have to put up with me all day tomorrow too! Muhuahahaha (evil laugh)
Posted by Gabbi on July 27, 2002, at 22:40:09
In reply to Work day is over?, posted by SandraDee on July 27, 2002, at 21:58:34
Are you reading to many of my posts.? You are beginning to pop up all over the place and ramble.
I'm getting concerned you see. I'm depressed, being me is not a good thing.
Or is this some kind of unnamed syndrome we have A computer virus of sorts?
Posted by SandraDee on July 28, 2002, at 9:12:39
In reply to Re: Work day is over? Sandra?, posted by Gabbi on July 27, 2002, at 22:40:09
My work day never ends. 6am and up and showered and baby is up and waiting for him to wake his sister up. Now 7am, so it shouldn't be long. I've been housebound a bit more these last few days (that's why all the extra posts, sorry). Wasn't trying to be like you :) Hubby is off at the races, so I think I'll head to church and try to put on my super mom cape (dealing with car-seats and getting them ready, I mean - not acting like supermom at church). That'll give you all a 2-3 hour break at least, right? :)
This is the end of the thread.
Psycho-Babble Social | Extras | FAQ
Dr. Bob is Robert Hsiung, MD,
bob@dr-bob.org
Script revised: February 4, 2008
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/cgi-bin/pb/mget.pl
Copyright 2006-17 Robert Hsiung.
Owned and operated by Dr. Bob LLC and not the University of Chicago.