Domestic Depression

I have to confess that things around here have not been good lately. It seems like I have caught a horrible illness known as domestic depression. I know many of you think that staying home every day has to be nice and glorious, but no it is not. Every day is the same, sitting around, doing dishes, your hands always smelling like chicken, not wearing deodorant, having your husband tell you that you smell like a dirty chola, it's not fun. There is also the complication of not having money of my own, before I was making good money fighting children every day, yes I was stressed out like never before and could have been knifed any class period but hey I could buy whatever I wanted. Now I feel guilty when I swipe that credit card because I don't want husband to be mad, I'm such a saint. 

I think my house wife depression came in suddenly before I knew what was happening. First I began to feel really sorry for myself and all I wanted to do was eat pizza or cookies and watch Law and Order reruns. I'm pretty sure I've gained 10 pounds since I moved to the big D and stopped working. You would think that not having a job would give me a lot of time to work out, but no instead I do anything but go work out. Also I'm beginning to think that I have an unhealthy obsession with Chick Fil A I eat there at least once a week. So now I'm fat, I smell gross, and my house hasn't been clean for over a week.

So to cure myself from this disease and to get away from the She-Hulk and her devil spawn I decided to go to a mall. Since I've been here I've tried really hard not to use the my Garmin (named Galinda) in an effort to learn road names. But today I decided to go a different way because I was sure that this one road would lead to the highway. So there I was driving down a road in the ghetto side of town and the more I drive the more It becomes clear that this road is never going to end. So feeling defeated I pull over and plug in Galinda, and it turns out that I just needed to go a bit further. So I end up feeling stupid and Galinda wins again, she really likes to show me she's better than me and more popular.

There is no better therapy than going to the mall during the day, its quiet, empty and people are really nice to you when you are the only person in the store. It was lovely. I have to say that it definitely made me feel better. And the best part was my Chick Fil A lunch. Yum!

No worries I had a coupon so I could eat all the calories and not feel guilty.