tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76011836868714122382024-09-04T08:30:31.673-04:00Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06418136012830609536noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7601183686871412238.post-70770012438883879392010-01-07T19:34:00.004-05:002010-01-21T19:25:06.202-05:00<div style="text-align: left;">So, Here I sit on my bed next to my son who is pretending to be(I say pretending because he doesn't know how to read yet) reading while my husband plays a game. I'm not the kind of wife who yells at the husband for playing too many games. Thing is, my husband doesnt have a lot of time to play games. He's always so gosh darn busy to have free time of his own. We're having a peaceful evening just the three of us.<br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">I have the chores completely done, but some of me doesn't feel like I should be relaxing. It feels like I have something else I need to be doing, but I just can't put my finger on it. Maybe I'm not use to relaxing like this, Maybe I am. Who knows. Something in the back of my mind is telling me that I have something to do. that nagging feeling you get like you've forgotten something is tugging on my brain. Maybe I'm being nagged because my son's cousin is over and I'm not letting them play together. Instead we're spending time with the family. Well, it isn't really "family time" seeing how we're all busy doing different things, but the fact that we're in the same room at the same time and not arguing is somewhat relaxing.<br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm going to ignore the nagging feeling, and continue with my relaxing evening. So bye bye to the feeling and hello to seeing my little family happy.<br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><br /> Over Caffeinated as Usual,<br /> <br><br /> <a href="http://mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"></a><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/55/52AB38F0B1FF4090206214B07E712DB8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/>Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06418136012830609536noreply@blogger.com0