Last night I went to be fuming mad.
I'm still mad as hell.
I can't believe I've raised a person so selfish, manipulative, so goddam AWFUL.
You know who you are. You know what you are contemplating doing is WRONG WRONG WRONG.
There is no excuse for it.
This is worse than ANYTHING you have ever done before... and I KNOW THE WORST you HAVE already done.
Rethink your decision before you fuck up another life.
Big breath. Today better be A WHOLE SHIT LOAD BETTER than yesterday.
I'm beyond any more bad shit happening.
Seriously, what can I do today now that I'm so riled up and upset?
Shopping just ain't gunna do it.
And I have to stay home in case Steve comes around to do some work around the house for me.
I feel like tearing my hair out.
OK. I'm sitting in the lounge listening to my favourite music on YouTube. That's nice and relaxing. Both dogs curled up on my knees... blissed out.
I really should move and get some washing on... clean something... but maybe not yet. I'm too comfy.
I've decided that I'm probably being manipulated, blackmailed into doing something I have no intention of doing right now.
I have enough on my plate right now. Not that someone cares about that. Just threaten me with an action that you know I will not tolerate in a million years.
But, there is nothing I can do about the situation ... what will be will be, and it's on HER head if anything bad happens.
Maybe it's time I made a certain phone call myself.
I have communicated with said 'problem child' and the situation has been resolved amicably. Nothing bad is going to happen and we are back communicating in a nicer way. The action that was being threatened has been retracted too.
Sometimes it's better to not do what you have always done, and be more open and honest and say you have a problem, rather than trying emotional blackmail.
And this MOTHER (that be me) has to stop jumping in all guns blazing and take the time to ask/listen a bit more. I am a REACTIVE sort of person... must try to take more time before reacting. Derrrr.
*some comments have been deleted so as not to provoke unnecessary nastiness.
Bex knows how to cheer me up:
ABOVE: Dante, sound asleep on the floor after happily playing for hours on his new play mat.
5.22 pm :
Lacy and I had an upset. It's done and over with. End of Story. Some people always think it's about them... when it's not.
I am so happy it's takeaway night tonight.... I'm not in a cooking mood AT ALL.
10.27 pm: we went to Sylvia Park for dinner tonight, then quickly stopped in at Steve and Bex's to say night night to Dante. Archer was already asleep.
End of Day: much better end of day compared to the start I must say.