tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19873733.post2387075107995679638..comments2023-05-08T11:00:44.090-05:00Comments on The Hedy Experience: Wishing it awayHedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00940638535923331779noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19873733.post-86156255871089476322008-01-15T19:31:00.000-06:002008-01-15T19:31:00.000-06:00While raising my babies/toddlers -- I was too slee...While raising my babies/toddlers -- I was too sleep deprived to really enjoy those times. And honestly all I could do to survive was to wish those days away.molly grashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10603919158508592049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19873733.post-90623865570553866172008-01-14T12:10:00.000-06:002008-01-14T12:10:00.000-06:00I actually have quite the opposite problem. I don...I actually have quite the opposite problem. I don't take too many pictures, so I don't have memories recorded outside my tiny little head.<BR/><BR/>-phatnessAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19873733.post-5039691254071539182008-01-14T11:35:00.000-06:002008-01-14T11:35:00.000-06:00I spend my whole life wishing it away. I always w...I spend my whole life wishing it away. I always wish for the weekend. I can't wait til vacation. 42 days til bonus day...and counting. I cant wait til summer. 3 months til golf season. Can't wait to get la*d tonight. Can't wait to get home from this sh*tty business trip. It really never stops..and it really bums me out. My life is racing by me and I really forget to enjoy it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com