I'm thinking a lot about this independent woman thing.
Overrated?
Underrated?
It's all about the day.
Sometimes i feel so proud of my accomplishments. Paying the bills. Feeding the kids. Managing it all. All on my own steam.
Other times i feel so lonely. When i'm in line at the grocery store. $87 in tips in my pocket. $87 to my name. Trying my best to navigate the mathematics of produce while wrangling four kids. Bill coming out to $113. Trying the bank card. Crossing my fingers that it will go through.
Of course, it doesn't. Picking out things to take out. Inevitably they are my things. Some tea. Some coffee. Some cream - useless without coffee. Getting the bill back down. The man behind me looking annoyed, yet sympathetic. Or looking at me like i am pathetic. A failure.
At work, so hungry. Serving all the food. It smells so good. Knowing that if i buy lunch, i'll have less tips. Holding out for some free scraps at the end of the day. A little salad. A few potatoes.
It can be such a lame life.
It can be such an inspiring life.
Posted by Jess at 06:32 PM Permalink
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The worth of you can be tied up in those moments when you are making such sacrifices that seem to go unnoticed by anyone who can write a check easily to cover the grocery bill. You're on the right track, though, it's inspired. Good on you.
Posted by Mocha | November 6, 2007 09:15 PM