Message Box Full...

Ring...

Ring...

"Come on, pick up."

Ring...

Please leave a message after the beep for 867-5309.

"Shit. Answering machine."

Beep!

"Um, Hey. I hope you don't mind me calling this number and I don't have your cell. It's kind of an emergency. Not like somebody was shot kind of emergency but I just haven't heard from you in a few days and I was getting a bit restless. Damn, now I feel like I'm being selfish. I'm trying to be patient but It's not as easy as I thought it would be. Lately I've been feeling kind of shitty and I have no idea why. It was going so well the past few months; feeling good, taking it one day at a time and all that crap. I was feeling pretty hopeful and believe me, that's saying a lot. I'm trying to do what I'm supposed to do. I'm trying my best to be diligent. Everyone says, "just keep your side of the street clean and everything else will take care of itself." Honestly, if I hear someone say that to me one more time, I'm gonna punch them in the nuts. Sorry for babbling. I must sound like a baby. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I need some help; maybe a little extra help. I'm not sure if you can do that sort of thing. I know it's probably not your thing to favor one child over another but maybe just this once? Maybe make an exception? There's gotta be like a Chinese Beetle somewhere that doesn't need anything from you today. Maybe I can just take his ration? I'm not asking for anything specific; just help. I'm really good at giving advice to other people. I sincerely try to help people every day. I'm pretty sure that's you talking. I just feel like I'm trying to help everyone but myself most of the time. Is that the plan? Is that what I need to do? If it is, just tell me. Why does it always have to be two steps forward, one step back? It doesn't seem fair. And the truth is, I'm super tired. I don't feel like pushing so hard all the time. I have the house, the cars, the beautiful family. Why can't that be enough? It should be enough. I'm not good at keeping it simple. I need someone to tell me how to do this. Everyone says you'll tell me how to do this. I don't care about money anymore, I don't care about any of that stuff. I just want a little peace. I just want a little serenity. I'm sure I'm not the first one to ask you for this. I read that Judy Blume book when I was a kid. Great book by the way. Do people need to check with you when they they do stuff like that? There's no residuals or anything like that. Is there? Sorry, that was a stupid question. You see, I can't even stay serious. I always need to make a joke about things but this is serious. I need this. I promise if you tell me what I need to do, I swear t"

Beep!

Message box full.

"God Dammit! Oh shit. Sorry."

Comments

  1. jbgJuly 30, 2010 at 11:43 AM

    I knew I shouldn't have posted my number on FB.

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  2. SurprisedMomJuly 30, 2010 at 9:27 PM

    You know, I've had this exact conversation with God. Looking for the same things. But, I couldn't help laughing at the end of your post. A sense of humor is such a great thing!

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  3. WIDNEY WOMANJuly 31, 2010 at 2:47 PM

    Nice to know I'm not the only one that feels this way.

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  4. AnonymousJuly 31, 2010 at 4:13 PM

    Of course the mail box was full! Everyone wants a piece of Jenny....

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  5. MikeAugust 1, 2010 at 2:03 PM

    I've had conversations with God like this before... but yours was way funnier than mine.

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  6. Nicole M.August 3, 2010 at 10:08 AM

    You have been nominated for a blog award! :D Go here to see:
    http://littleduckie6.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-award-for-me.html

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  7. Keith WilcoxAugust 4, 2010 at 1:42 AM

    Ohhhhh, I get it! Talking to God! :-) Nice.

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  8. MomAugust 24, 2010 at 10:54 PM

    Dear Son,

    I know I spoke to you as soon as I read this, but I just want to remind you that I'm here for you.
    Puleeeease don't hesitate, as you do, to talk to me when you need a sounding board or advice.
    But you, like many children, and even I'm guilty as a daughter when I was younger, tend to keep parents in the dark.
    I think of you a lot and wish we talked more often about anything.
    Love you a lot and would do whatever I can to help you and all my children.

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