Self-Loathing Sunday

Here are some things that are chapping my hide and pulling at my psyche:

• Not enough time
• Not enough energy
• Not enough motivation
• Insecure about my lack of exercise 
• Confounded by my perpetual muffin top and saddlebags
• My house is a messy pit and will remain a messy pit
• My husband isn't affectionate enough = I'm not lovable
• My kids are trying to destroy the house and undo my cleaning efforts
• Cleaning is too hard and boring
• My life is passing me by
• I have no talents or gifts
• I have no close friends
• I don't have a vision for my future
• I want to move, but forced to stay
• Trapped
• I'm not a good mom
• I'm not a good wife

On an optimistic note, our Sunday ended up being fairly fun and rewarding.

• Went to church
• Had spaghetti for lunch
• Mopped the floor
• Cleaned the baseboards in the dining room
• Played outside with the girls
• Spent quality time talking to a new neighbor who is really cool
• Had a delicious dinner cooked by Daddy-O
• Read some good books to the l'il chicken hawk 
• Read my own book while bouncing on the trampoline
• Went to bed at a decent hour

I am my own worst enemy with finding faults and lacking confidence. Plus, Sundays give me anxiety.