Michelle

I really don't think any of these bitches, I mean women, that I knew from high school would be jealous of me. Besides being too stupid, I'm sure that they're happy in their little lives. Not that I'm bitter or anything. I'm also sure that I will eat my words at some point - and damn, I hate to do that.

DH took DD to volleyball tryouts and met the Queen Bitch - she was homecoming queen our senior year, and the girl that formed my opinion that Catholic School girls knew a hell of a lot more that us public school girls. Of course, she didn't remember me - I was way too low on the social ladder for her. But DH said she was very nice to him and I'm almost always nice, so if I meet her again, I'll be nice. Again, I just hate the feelings of inadequacy that well up and surround me when I see them.

It's so wonderful to have Marcy here. And she sees me a lot. I assumed that she would be busy with other friends, but she always has time for me. Although I miss my Mary.

The kids are doing okay in school. The girls better than my boy - but I know that he'll find his niche. It's just so tough watching him go through it. There are still way too many boxes of crap in my house, and I despair ever getting through them. I'd like to go to somewhere and forget all this moving stuff. Ick, Yuck.

DH is out of town in DC until tomorrow. I just have a stupid High School PTSA meeting to get through - I'll wait until tomorrow to start dreading it.

A girlfriend and her daughter from Colorado came out to see us a couple of weekends ago - that was nice, except for me backing into the garage (no comment!). My girlfriend Nancy and her daughters are coming in on the 15th, and then I'm going on a retreat with Marcy and her sister the last weekend of the month. So, I've got some good weekends coming up.

Went to a PTA meeting last night - OMG it was horrible. Saw a girl I knew in High School and all of those feelings of inadequacy welled up in me again. Pisses me off royally.

I am very wealthy in my family - however, it still makes it tough when I have to worry about paying the bills. I want to do more for them, but can't because we have a bunch of mortgages to make.

Am slowly getting boxes unpacked and getting rid of stuff. There is still a lot more to go - but, eventually it will be done.

DH comes home tonight - thank goodness. My emotions flow at a more even keel when he's home.