Paper or plastic?

This is crux of the existential crisis I am in right now. Am I made of paper or plastic? 
If you have read my rants of late, you may have deduced that things are a wee bit sucky. I have tried, oh, I have tried to remain positive. But the road of positive thoughts for this woman is a short stretch of pavement.

More often than not lately, my mind drags me on journeys down deeply rutted tracks, up the sides of treacherous mountains, sends me dangling over the lips of sheer cliffs and then tumbling into dark ravines. And that’s just while I’m waiting for the coffee to brew.
I sometimes don’t know which way to turn.
I would say our family is in the worst possible position we’ve been in ever. It’s all relative. The husband half would cast things in a different light: He’d say there are many in worse shape than us. But this isn’t his forum. Seeing someone passed out in the gutter doesn’t make me feel better about my station.

Most of it is sheer bad luck/timing. A lot of it is the economic toilet our city and state has been in for what seems like years.

These are the times when you see what you and the rest of your clan are made of — are you tough as steel, able to deflect the hard knocks? Or are you composed of thin paper, easily shredded and scattered?

I’d like to be this right now:


But I’m feeling more like one of these:

I’m not a rock, but I’m tougher than paper, by God. I’m feeling easily perforated these days, a little shredded around the edges and prone to melting under intense heat.

So, it’s a good thing I found these folks, hanging out with their cool shoes and freshly manicured toenails over at:

Reading their various and sundry posts has me feeling more like this:


Check it out for yourself.

Meanwhile, if you’re on the interstate and you see one of those discarded plastic bag thingies from the local pharmacy or Target impaled on a tree branch or bouncing along the shoulder like an urban tumbleweed, well, kindly think of me, won’t you?

7 thoughts on “Paper or plastic?

  1. MomZombie, from now on when I see a piece of plastic wrapped around a tree, I will think of you. Honestly. But not because you seem week, but because I loved the way that this was written. Hope that your week is great, or greater, or at least good.

  2. ALJ: Thanks! Actually the plastic bag joke is an old family favorite. We’ve often dubbed it the state bird since they are perched on just about every tree and/or bush along the highway. This week has to be better.


  3. Hey Mom Zombie, just making the rounds before I pass out from the heat.Heat index of around 110 here today. Awful humidity. We have those people that throw out trash also. It irritates me to no end. Someone threw out a big bag of garbage once and husband put on gloves and went through it until he found a name on some type of bill. He called the health dept. and had them make the folks come and collect their garbage. I’m pretty open minded but I hate garbage throwers.

    Hope that your week is better. I have those too. I hope that tomorrow will be wonderful, at least happier.

  4. Hiya

    Wanted to come by and say hi to my doppleganger… will be back for a long and much anticipated read.

    And hang in there — we are hitting some tough times too…. but those come and go… hope you are well.


  5. Yo Zombie Mom, thanks for stopping by. Your running chronicles are inspiring me to get back in shape. I fell off the fitness wagon a few months ago when my fitness center changed its membership requirements. I’ve not done so well as my own personal trainer. Thanks for the words.


  6. If it helps — how could it help, really? — we’re poor as church mice out here and driving clunkers and pretty much an embarrassment to our families BUT we’re healthy. Well, I have a killer cold and the older daughter threw up twice this morning . . . wait, what?

    Hang in there MZ — come hang out with me and I’ll come hang out with you and we can bitch about people who deem pedicures “necessities.”



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