Distorted Thoughts

too much time on hand to really get me into thinking....at least the wrong thinking that is..am I expendable? Do I really matter where it counts? My husband hasn't had a good day so somehow I feel that's my fault. How is it my fault? Is it something I said, did, didn't do....or is he thinking the same feelings of inadequece.

football: Oklahoma and Oregon oh please let the sooners win. this isn't going to be a good evening if they loose. I don't know why it matters so much. It is just a game but you know it's like being part of a team. 13th man in the chair...ha oh what to type about now. This is pretty dangerous because I can actually type what I'm thinking and blogg it at the same time.

time they said is on my side...I have to wait to call that lady back...I'm afraid I'm going to lose my part time job. I hope that doesn't happen. I just got another shirt and a coat.

back to football...oh how my heart beats at each play. I hold my cold sweaty hands during each huddle. aniety...so far brent's pretty calm...