A vent and something else...

Apparently my hormones were squished with my personal person and suddenly I am not in that usual Friday mood. Or it could be the reply to the semi-snarky email I got from my brother's wife. Yeah I shot the first cannon across the bow - but she sees mommy and daddy every flipping day - my brother has to make appointments to see his family. Just once I'd like some member of either freaking family to recognize WE drive 4 plus hours to spend time with family - you could people could bend a half a freaking inch. BUT nooooo Bubba and I must make due with traveling back and forth and back and forth because no one is willing to even reach across the darn table to say how are you?

I'm feeling pretty unhappy right now and I'm not real sure what started all this ... perhaps I'm just tired of trying to have a relationship with any member of my family - after all they have their own now - I'm sitting out here alone - with Bubba. The guy in the office who never wants to come home... what does that say about me? I sit here feeling sorry for myself and I have a friend coming to stay with me whose troubles are 12 times worse than mine and I should just suck it up and deal with the BS. 20 years from now I will be booking cruises and island get aways - our gifts will be delivered via the post office and Aunt Ing and Uncle Bob will be those people in pictures. Screw it.

After all Bubba's family can't make room for us, our dogs or anything else so you get the 2 freaking hours we can squeeze out of your schedules. I hate this feeling. OK realized it was way past lunch, went and fueled the brain and the mood has mellowed - a bit. Gone from weepy to just mad- I like mad better. But mad gets my lips flapping and the filter tends to shut off and well that's rarely a good thing. OH I feel better after wards - but it tends to leave a trail of pissed off I then must contend with later...so best to keep the filter firmly in place.

I honestly don't know what caused this mood today - I've got 500 pounds of things to deal with of course there will be crap from Bubba... you know .... let's find a way to blame him for this shall we?

Let me tell you a story - last weekend when cranky Bubba was making his usual daily appearance I was discussing our friends visit. And I may have already discussed this with you all - but he got more grumpy when I said I planned nothing with you in mind. Why oh why would I depend on him for anything? With my friend and her drop off pick up or whatever in mind? You are gone by 7:30 each g-d morning and home 8 pm or later - what good are you to me? NONE. I will get A & T where they need to be when, I will drive into work and do what I have to do - pick up, cook clean and make the dogs are tended while you come home sit on your waited upon fanny and expect to have it all handed to you on a freaking silver platter? I'm beginning to get why your mother is the mess she is...well no not really but I get why your father likes the living arrangements... I give it 6 months before he finds full time work digging holes just to get out of the house.

Boy this is one unhappy post. Hey Cheap Therapy read the title... it's this or I'll be the subject of the next Lifetime movie network "snapped" docu-drama. "She always was so happy then she beat her husband with a frying pan and was heard screaming - it was already cooked, just eat it --- you didn't have to do anything but eat it..." And I've wandered into that dark and twisty place again haven't I? LOL

OK, blood sugar rising, mood is shifting or it's the cream soda I indulged in.. oh yeah will pay for that sugar boost later. Off to deal with work type stuff - and maybe new job stuff too... we'll see.

It's Friday - toast to the weekend, the night, the next day, heck the fact you got out of bed and got dressed. Life is too short for shoveling someone else's manure - you got enough of your own... (I should write for Hallmark)

Sorry - funny thought popped into my head - a whole new line of Hallmark cards our "Tough Love" section - inspired by the drill Sargent therapist... "Lost your way? Feeling Blue? well suck it you pansy pull up your big girl panties and get moving"

So you're 40 - it ain't 60 yet and you can still drink without fear of prescription interaction - deal with it.

Yeah can't see that happening anytime soon. :-)

thanks for being here... feeling better - I may document more Hallmark Tough Love sayings...

Kids driving you crazy? Life a ball of stress? Give the kids a shot of NyQuil and yourself the night off.. order in. (yeah lawsuit there)

I'll think about it..