I think I'm going to need to borrow ArmyWife's red tent for a few days. Normally, I'd say the tent is overkill for me, but this time, it might not be a bad precaution.

Last night, I was moody ... not bitchy or irritable ... Just plain moody. I have a lot on my mind and all of it just weighed with a terrible sadness.

I've been doing my best to keep it within the confines of my own personal space, but I think I've failed on a few occasions.

So perhaps today I will take with me to the confines of the tent a very comfy blanket, some pillows, and curl up in the corner with a movie sure to make me cry. Maybe I can flush out some of these demons out with a bought of overly dramatic tears brought on by just the right cinematic forumla of cheese, bullshit, and unlikely romance.

Maybe this is why I never go camping ...

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1 Whether physically or metaphorically, "getting away from it all" is very appealing. Just don't let the little time out become a long withdrawal.

Posted by: Lysander at July 06, 2006 10:49 AM (ShW/G)

2 Honey, we need to start decorating the tent, so people can rent it or borrow it...a cyber red tent... I think that may be the ticket. Fill it with cheezy movies, and books, candles, and lotion, and cucumber masks, a hot tub for soaking, no mirrors and comfy jammies.....

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at July 06, 2006 01:03 PM (gLfxV)

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