so today...  I officially quit bunco.
I have a LOT of reasons why..  one of course being that someone threw up all over my house...   but that for sure is not the only reason.
I suppose that's perfectly natural considering I went to bunco for all of about MAYBE three times in 2007?   despite having a set date once a month..  I just was NOT able to get it together most months.  either the kids had issues or troy was working, or we were out of town...
the biggest reason I think is the guilt.   NOT GOING month after month has started to bother me.   I mean..  for no lack of planning, like I said..  I just couldn't make it most months.   this would leave me pissy, frustrated, short-changed..  you name it.  month after month.  
so I decided to stop kidding myself, and remove my tendency to get my hopes up and inevitably get disappointed each month.   which is all a bunch of bullshit mind games to myself..  cause deep down I know I quit cause I have to keep putting my family's schedule and needs above my own...  but on the surface I guess I at least feel like I was able to make the decision to quit.  like some reverse-psychology empowerment or some shit.
oh well.   bunco nights come and go.  having a happy and harmonious family takes work and maintenance...  and I feel (at least I'm hoping on this premise)  that with enough investment now...   I shall reap the rewards of free time in the future. 
(yeah..  like when the kids are old and grown and doing their own thing and I have no friends or sense of self to do anything with??  I'll have PLENTY of free time then, right??   crickets chirp.)
ok.   sarcasm aside..  I feel ok about this decision.   I mean..  I don't get much time with my husband... and family time (meaning the four of us) is even rarer...  so do I REALLY want to whittle away the few occasions a month that troy IS HOME on a night in some one's house surrounded by a bunch of women that I haven't seen in months?   on the effort-out-reward-in scale...  I'm just not feeling the balance there too much .
and once again..  I see I'm using words like balance again.   can you TELL I haven't found it yet???
oh well.   for now..  I'm cool with dropping out of bunco.   I seriously doubt I'll see the women involved any more or any less now than before...  and if the action of quitting takes away just one more thing that I stress about..  well, then I guess that's a good thing, Martha.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
End of an Era
Labels:
going mental,
stepford
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2 comments:
I used to love playing that game... I looked forward to the montly time together with my ex's family & friends.
M~
That's good I never liked those bitches anyway.
HAHA
Kidding. 'Pearls' is my favorite.
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