At any given moment, I seem to be questioning so much. Maybe if I can get some answers, it'll be easier for me to sleep.
- How many months need to pass without a visit to the gym before I admit to myself that I'll never get there and all I'm doing is wasting my money?
- When was my last period? Six weeks ago? Longer? At what point do I call the doctor?
- Is my teenager having sex? Smoking weed?
- Is my middle boy starting to go through puberty yet?
- Is my teenager ever going to get his grades good so he can get into a college? If he does, how will I afford it?
- Should I try to find (yet another) new babysitter or just suck it up and deal with everything myself?
- Why don't more people comment on my blog? Why do I care? Why do I write? Can you even call it "writing"?
- Am I too depressing and negative?
- How many hoops do I have to go through to get my IRA rolled into my 401(k)?
- How can I get what I need while giving what my husband, children and job need?
- Do I like playing pool still? Should I quit the more competitive team and join one just for fun? Would I find that fun?
- When could I learn yoga? When could I learn meditation? Would it just cause me more stress to try and fit those in to my already too busy schedule?
- If I love golf so much, why don't I make more time for it? Same question, only for pool?
- Am I ever going to learn to play that bass guitar I got for my birthday two years ago?
- Why am I so critical of myself, and of others? Why do I have such high standards?
- Is it wrong to like TV?