(How does one get a Lemming to smile for a camera anyway?) Suddenly it dawns on me – AH HA! My “friends” are all great big, fat, story fabricators (liars)!! They need to post these outrageous nearly impossible accomplishments to soothe their withered self-esteem and validate their worthiness! No one actually DOES all of those things, they just SAY they do! But alas, photos which sadly seem unretouched, are quickly uploaded to put the kabash on my conspiracy theories. I shake my head thinking “how can they do that?” Who has the time? Why can’t I get myself together to do that? What is wrong with me that I am unable to be resourceful and motivated like hundreds of my “friends”? I know I’m not terribly disciplined, but am I a total waste of protoplasm? Yes, yes I must be. I am shattered by my “friends” on Facebook who post things like “I’ve cleaned the house and it sparkles like the top of the Chrysler Building (not my line, but I like it), did 52 loads of laundry (folded and put away), have Cornish Game hen with cran-apple basil pesto in the oven, the 5 tier dessert cake is being iced and then after dinner I’ll raise 6 million dollars to save the starving lemmings in French Guyana! I feel SO productive today!” Seriously?įirst, I begin to question my worth as a human being. And I should, because I should be a good example to my boys.īut the truth is I would like to keep up with, not the “Jones'”, but the “Facebookers”. I want to be a tidier, more organized, proactive, responsible, attentive to friends and family type of person.
You cannot imagine how my head hurts pondering this. I’ve been thinking about becoming a better human being.