Yup. That’s where I’m at right now. I am angry and frustrated, and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.
Why? I can’t tell you. Because y’all will think I’m the worst, most self-centered and unfeeling bitch on the planet. And I’m not going to subject myself to judgment, even though I know the ones nearest and dearest to me would understand.
So suffice it to say, I am upset and very tired of feeling like this. But in the face of other people’s issues (a lot of sad stuff this week), I feel like mine pales in comparison. So I will rant about it without specifying. And hope that it makes me feel a bit a relief so that I won’t lose my temper and say the wrong thing at the wrong time.
Happy Chrossing to my fellow bloggers who made the list. At least something good happened today. This is most likely not going to be a good weekend; in fact, it will probably be incredibly stressful. But at least I have Monday to look forward to. (How perverse is that; dreading the weekend and anticipating Monday? Who does that??)
Sorry for being vague, folks. But I knew I had to release steam somewhere. When I found myself blowing a gasket over someone’s poor grammar, I knew I was in trouble. Classic overreaction and transference. I’m not angry at the improper usage of a pronoun. I’m just angry.
Thanks for listening. And I hope everyone has a good weekend.