I am the busy woman -- with an issue.

Well - mostly. Worked from home today and overslept - apparently I needed that extra hour, and its not like the dogs minded (post breakfast) and worked missed me. Its Wednesday I'm working from home and the deadlines are pretty much gone - so again what's the big?

I did log on, tend to work issues such as they are, and sent an email to the guy who called yesterday and said he has work for me... when they win it - tomorrow - which is actually today. I haven't heard anything so he's either partying it up or word hasn't arrived yet -- or he's left a message on my office answering machine - which says if it is Wednesday call the other number!!

Bubba said this morning he's not sure when he's getting home tonight - color me surprised. So I will cook twice - well 1.5 times as baked fish must be done right and leaving it and microwaving it won't be good... no biggie.

I've got a peeve to pet this afternoon, and this one has stewed since Sunday, more like an off and on when my mind wanders... Sunday I got yet another phone call from another adult in the Girl's group who did attend Saturday's meeting of never ending sitting around-ness. Now yes as Nana can attest this woman in a professional pain in the nether regions but as I point out to the girls she drives crazy - her heart is in the right place it's her head that is scattered across hell's half acre. That being said she called no less that 6 times before the meeting and twice the day after.

Now the first phone call came while Bubba was in the shower, and I was hoping to get her off the phone fast enough to avoid the inevitable grumping and moaning about "lodge crap" - but no she was chatty and I hung up after his royal highness exited the bathroom - of course he went immediately to cranky face and attitude stating that "lodge crap" is the biggest issue in our marriage - yeah he is that clueless now as we have had this argument again and again I frankly wasn't in the mood, but I did AGAIN point out that mostly I was gone Monday nights and it was the month of March that tended to suck giant parts of my time, mostly the 4 days I was gone to Baltimore for the State convention ... ANYWAY!! I said I haven't completely quit because I like doing with the girls and he actually said to me "you don't do it for the girls you do it for you - and probably because we don't have kids."

If he had hit me across the face he couldn't have hurt me more. WE don't have children due to biology and a entire continent worth of issues most of which was the disinterested nature of the would be father figure in this picture... and I'm wandering. My reason for chewing on this until the flavor is past gone is this - I cannot talk to him about anything girls or ladies group. That is his hot button issue, oh sure I could stop going to anything - sit home every night while he worked 18 hour days and wait on his sorry backside. I like being with people having a lunch or party to attend, even a meeting is good. Yes there are times I don't want bothered but I go and do an am better for it.

I do like the kids yes they frustrate the living crap out of me but that is all part of the process - I like seeing them shine - and yes selfishly when they do well I feel a sense of pride in their work. Am I wrong there?

I really don't feel like I'm substituting for something but I know I enjoy doing it. I am a joiner probably because I was such a wall flower in school, these groups allow me not to be, to belong. I don't need to be center stage I just want to be part of the group. I like that. He has no idea how much I don't do because he would have a fit - I haven't traveled for a long time - I'm doing some but not a lot and like I said its not like I'm gone every night of the week - except this one. ;-) But tomorrow night I will be gone and back before he gets home!!!

I have simply sat and questioned myself about my motives with the girls, yes I like being in charge but I would LOVE someone else to do it for a change, and am actively looking for that warm body ... stay tuned for that... so I put out my thoughts into the digital hinterland wondering who is the crazy pain... me or my husband.

Y'all know my vote - and it ain't me.

Stayed tuned for the "I paddled into work today" Thursday post weather man says 2-3 inches of rain on top of an already soaked back yard... ah muddy paws and long commutes life just doesn't get any better than that does it?