I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I walked past some really super cute Bee shoes and they're only for kids. I almost projectile vomited on that window from envy. I'm not proud of that fact, but I am actually still shaken up by the accident I witnessed on Saturday and to top it off physically exhausted. (Physically, emotionally and mentally drained, to be honest!)
I did not sleep well on Monday night and was up at five to go to work, then had an exhausting day.
I generally go jealous, wants, waaaants, maybe take a picture then move on. I am so jealous! And it's not fair to hate kids with a fiery passion for having the option of getting the things I want, but, well, see the first paragraph. I'm not proud of this either, but what I am is human. I'm going to be honest about feeling these things, and I'm going to embrace them, because they're part of me. I'm going to allow myself to feel insanely jealous, to tell you, but will not take it out on children. I will sleep well tonight, and I will feel better about this tomorrow.
I'm not even tracking down the shoes on Google. I started to do that and so many Bee shoes! It just made me more jealous because a lot of them were kids only :(
This is my, uh, anti-happy post today. Gonna go try to decide if I want the current Storybundle while I eat, because Skids like character in Sanderson's book!