The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
I shared last night with my home group what has been helping me. I have felt so heavy with the weight of life I just wanted to lighten up. But I was sick of lightening up by judging others or myself and trying to laugh at my own misery. I have 3 kids involved and dysfunction is just not funny. So, I have taken to walking around my house singing. In my best operatic imitation. The lyrics of my songs have to do with what is happening right in front of me. Like cleaning up dog poop on my rug. The thing is, I can't sing. I have a horrible voice so, hearing myself singing loud, knowing that the neighbors are probably hearing my recital, and the content of my song just makes me laugh. One of my favorites is " Pain in my aaaassssss, pain in my aaaasssss, this is all such a HUGE pain in my aaasssss" I am becomming my own best friend. My best friend is a singer and she is always singing, I am a dancer and am always dancing. Cracks me up to watch her try to dance and she loves it when I try to sing. So, although it's not conference approved, I am having a lovely time singing about my crazy life!
I've got to give this "pain in the Arse" song a try. It's much more health than sitting down with a bowl of coolwhip and a box of Nilla waffers -- ya know I thought about getting a plate but it just wouldn't taste the same.
Hmmm ok, here my lyrics...."Screw the mower, didn't want to cut the grass anyway -- it's such a pain the arse, pain in the arse, huge pain the arse." hehehehe
I can't sing either I am tone deaf. One of the reasons I adore my beagle is that she looks at me when I am singing and applauds in her own way. That just makes my day.
