well that's a dramatic title - but let's just say yesterday was NOT a good day a the casa de allie. this is what my day looked like

5:30 - alarm goes off, get up take dog out, go to brush teeth...start crying

5:45 - get back in bed, go back to sleep

8:00 - call work and tell them work isn't going to happen

10:30 - get up, put on enough clothes to go pick up prozac refill

11:30 - back to bed

1:30 - up and snack

2:00 - back to bed

7:00 - wake up, eat dinner

10:30 - back to bed.



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but today is a different day and i'm' trying to feel better ... and so far i'm faking it pretty well. last night stacey and i were yakkin' on the phone { duh - we do that like everynight } but we got on the subject of baggage. Like the baggage we carry around with us that effects our relationships.

I have a friend who coined the phrase ( or if she didn't coin it - i heard it from her first so she gets credit for it ) "that girl's got baggage, and that baggage ain't got no wheels" that phrase still makes me giggle. Stacey and i then, in that nerdy way we do - broke the baggage down into several categories.

1. backpack
2. fanny-pack
3. carry on
4. 21" roller
5. big ass suitcase
6. steamer trunk
7. those "pod" things for storage
8. cardboard box held together with duct tape and boogers.

so, let's look at all of these and see where we fall in the baggage continuum.

1. backpack - all of us have this baggage. it's the sorta easy stuff that we carry around with us- and we can totally function in life - have use of both hands ... but when it gets too heavy, it can be hard to get up and after a while your back will start to hurt.

example: hurt from an old boyfriend who maybe said something that hurt you, but you didn't tell him or he didn't know it was an issue - you don't really acknowledge it and you move on. but sometimes the next person will say the same things and the pack gets a little heavier.

2. fannypack - the extra fat that we get after a breakup, someone hurts us to the core, we're disappointed in ourselves or others, and the subsequent delight in the frozen style crack known as ben and jerry's One Sweet whirled.

example: guy that you dig thinks of you as " friend", " nice", "sweet" and uses you as the sounding board for what should he do for the girl he really likes. .. you help out, and inside you die a little bit - and get a big butt from the ice cream.

3. 21" roller - the only good thing about this one is the fact that it does have wheels. you have a lot of crap to carry around....can usually be traced back to parent issues.

example: dad took off on mom so you always sorta figure men will take off OR you refuse to take off cause daddy did and you live in misery as a martyr instead. makes for fun holidays...and lots of anger disguised as jokes

4. big ass suitcase- this is getting bad people. this is married to the wrong person, have kids - wish you didn't....stuff you can't carry around without involving other people and making them carry it for a while.

example: raging alcoholic .... not even thinking about going to meetings - cause meetings are for quitters, and you're no quitter

5. steamer trunk - aren't those the things that people used to pack things on the Titanic. 'Nuff said.

6. Pod thing - this is for when you have SO MUCH SHIT it no longer fits in your personal self - you actually have to store it....

example: you're gay and married to a woman or man ( depending on type of gay ) there are no wheels on this, it's not able to be carried, it HAS to be dealt with, but for a while and a fee - you can keep it somewhere else for a while.

7. cardboard box - initially stacey suggested that this is held together with duct tape - i think it's more likely to be held together with boogers - cause it's that poorly constructed - it's carried around - but subject to being destroyed by any element at hand - too much sun, wind, water, snow.....it is a proverbial house of cards and can be crushed at any moment .... worst kind.....


and that's the lesson for the day - perhaps later this afternoon i'll go on my annual rant about the dreaded holiday sweater

{ NEVER acceptable unless you teach kindergarten or sunday school }