Angry
I've been on edge lately. The past few days any little thing seems to be able to set me off. I get angry. I get really, ugly angry inside. Though that's as far as it goes. I haven't acted on my anger. I haven't really communicated this to anyone. I just keep telling myself how silly it is to be angry about these things. Because they're silly little things. They're not things I would normally bat an eye at. But the past two days they've really gotten under my skin. Like the fact that I wanted a drink last night and couldn't find my bottle of gin. I tore the house up and got increasingly angry over the bottle of gin (or lack thereof). It's ridiculous. And I find myself getting angry this morning that the cabinets in my bathroom are open. Obviously someone was looking for something and didn't close them again. I know it's not a big deal but for whatever reason right now it feels like one. I hate to blame all this on hormones but that seems to be the only logical explanation at the moment. Hopefully in a few days this will pass, and in the meantime I can (more-or-less) keep it to myself.
Friday Night
Friday night was my last evening to hang out with Summer and Greg for awhile. I was graciously included in family festivities over at Greg's brother's house again. We ate a fabulous meal. The pumpkin curry soup was amazing. (And reaffirmed again that I don't dislike curry as much as I thought I did.) Then we had perfect steaks, which I could have eaten 12. They just melted in your mouth. We played board games and laughed a lot. Everyone included me as family. Ahh, the perks of being a best friend. Summer and I even got to sneak away for a little bit and have some alone time. It was a perfect evening.
Saturday
Slept in really late Saturday. Planned on spending the day doing absolutely nothing until Mom and Dad came over. Mom convinced me to take the dogs on a walk with her which naturally woke me up. So I decided to take the Christmas lights down. Well, one project turned into another and I ended up spending all day and night working on the house. Details at LucciHouse.
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