February Photo a Day Challenge: Day 8: Sun
This picture sums up my life right now.
I'm in a traffic jam - literally and figuratively. I'm sure it's my fault.
The sun is supposed to be shining. I'm sure it's all my fault.
You suck at your job? You KNOW it's my fault.
You can't find shit? My fault.
Broke-ass poor? Fault.me.
Pissed at me? Yea, that is my fault too.
I got it. I got it loud and clear.

Can't be your fault. Because it's all mine. Everything. The students failing their classes, cussing at teachers, skipping school. Me me me. Don't work enough to pay the bills on time? It's still me. My own kids dropping out of college, without a car so borrowing our 20-year-old junker, spending money on Kate Spade iphone covers? Me. How do I know this? Just ask my bosses and my husband and my kids. It's me. (In all seriousness, my sympathy and love to you. I'm sorry it feels like it's all your fault. It's not. You would have died to save him. We know this.)
Posted by: grace in chattanooga | 08 February 2012 at 07:00 PM
I'm sorry things are so sucky at the moment. Thinking of you and sending good vibes. {{{}}}
Posted by: M | 08 February 2012 at 09:18 PM
It must be pretty fucking amazing to rule the world! (Obviously, if everything's your fault, you must be in charge, right?)
I hope the traffic clears soon...
Posted by: a | 09 February 2012 at 08:52 AM
Thank god! I was starting to think I was to blame. You have lifted a weight from my shoulders.
But really, sorry you're in the shit right now. No amazing words of advice, but I've been there and I will commiserate with you any time.
Posted by: Gamanda | 09 February 2012 at 09:02 AM
Somebody's gotta take the blame! Glad you stepped up. It saves me from having to do it. Next week will be my week.
Posted by: Lisa | 09 February 2012 at 11:47 AM
Well, you are just wrong! It's all MY fault. No one can be as guilty of every single problem in the world as I am. Just ask my husband. It's MY fault our taxes are so high. You would think I have caused him and ONLY him, the only working American, to have to pay income taxes. This happens every, single year. I'm so sick and tired of being the one to blame, when he is so perfect and never at fault. Thanks for being a real person!
Posted by: bjkazmi | 09 February 2012 at 02:08 PM
You are beautiful ... that's your fault.
Posted by: edenland | 11 February 2012 at 04:21 AM
hi shana! it was so nice to meet you at BNO.
Your family is precious.
xoxo, Sarah
Posted by: sarah gray | 11 February 2012 at 12:05 PM