Burnt toast

I'm sooo feeling this right now. In fact, all week I've been "eating" burnt toast. It's pissing me off and making me very frustated. So much this is my 4th attempt at blogging. I guess that's how I teach people to treat me. I'm a door mat. I'll take care of everyone and leave myself last. So they leave me last. Or maybe it's just a lack of consideration on another person's parts.

If you can read between the lines, I'm sure you expect that "someone" is frustrating me. That is the case but I'm not about to mud sling on my blog. Truly, I should confront said person directly but I am a coward. So that's what I get. I don't like confrontation...unless it's with DH...because of the make up sex of course. :) Just kidding. When we "fight" it's me blabbing, him getting defensive and mad, then we both apologize. But when you complain to someone who is generious and helpful (in some ways, not in others), you feel like the heal. 'How dare she complain about me after all I do?' But it's not what you're doing, it's what you're NOT doing. (God love Dr. Phil) Anyway, that's weighing on me today. Which sucks because I want to be happy...

...Because Mom is coming today!! Now I'm a little stressed about that too. I wanted MIL to take her car and pick mom up after work. Instead DH said he'd pick her up. I don't like relying on him because dispite his best intentions, he can't predict what the day will bring. Anyway, I'm hoping all that'll work out. Oh, and besides, I'm not sure when she's getting in town and I can't reach her. YIKES! I wish I had a switch to shut off my worry monitor. I find it doesn't matter how trivial something is, I stress over it. I hate it!!!! Anyway, I'm sure it will all work out in the end. It always does. I just have to trust in that.

~B