I am angry! Im so flaming damn mad, I doubt I will be able to sleep. In an effort to calm myself, I will list the reasons and possible solutions, focusing on the latter. This is for my own sanity, read at your own risk. 1. My husband decided to move the stove he said he wasnt moving. I have committed to bring food to a function that must be prepared before I go to work at 3:pm. I now have no place to prepare food. Im not fixing it at someone elses house. 2. Forget breakfast and lunch. I dont have funds for fast food. I seriously want to break something. I dont for see a solution except waiting for the stove to be put back. 3. This is a holiday. My son and daughter both had plans. Not going to happen. I told my son he has to come home and help his father after school to put the kitchen back together. This will be after Ive gone to work and cant prepare food that Im supposed to bring. 4. The stove being moved is continuing to piss me off. I was supposed to come home, brown my meat and onions and start my chili in the crock pot. Not going to happen. Did I mention Im angry?? 5. I will not be able to sleep. Im wracked with anxiety and an impossible time crunch. I was told one thing was going to happen and based my actions upon that. Now as if Im being punished for being gone a whole 12 hours, my day is horribly ruined. 6. My husband was supposed to try and fix the travesty that was my Halloween boards so I could do the touch up work. When is he going to have time? He needs to put the damn flocking stove back! Its a gas range!!! It cant just be plugged in!! Im so flicking mad, I want to pummel him with pillows! 7. Crawling into bed, I scraped my leg on a stupid component to the surround sound. It is black. It is at the foot of the bed. My darling husband sleeps on the side that is not pushed up against the wall in the corner of the room. So to get in bed I must crawl in from the foot. I am going to have a huge bruise! Why in the hell was that put there? Its expensive and should be treated better! My knee is throbbing. I resisted the urge to throw the damn thing at him or out the damn window. 8. I cant sleep. I will just be here in bed trying. There is no point in shopping. The stupid flicking stove is parked in front of the fridge. I cant cook. I cant fix my painting. Did I mention I want to break things? 9. I was supposed to paint my sons face, I missed the turn off to the 15 and had to double back, so we were late getting home. He spent more time telling me I couldnt do the job, and arguing, than it would have to actual paint it. And since when does my so. Have so little faith in my skills???? That was a slap in the face! 10. Then I went to find my daughter? She stayed over. Not even getting her ready. 11. I have to work so I wont be able to paint my babys face until after 7:pm. 12. My favorite holiday is ruined. Fixing things? 1.Grandma has an electric skillet. IF I CAN FIND IT, I can at least make the chili. Im afraid to look. 2. I can forget sleep and just go get the supplies and then shove the flocking damn stove out of the way of the fridge and scrape up the freshly laid tile. 3. I can forget about this holiday time with my children. There is always next year. 4. I can go try and fix the board my husband accidentally broke myself. Im sure I will be cursing and agitated and crying. I really did love that piece. I will probably mess it up. And since grandma ran over Renes drill charger, idk how to fix it anyway. 5. I think I will just sit here and cry. That feels productive. At least I wont be hitting anyone over the head for the rampant stupidity of moving the damn stove on a holiday! At some point I will have to look up the accept the things I cannot change poem and memorize it. Right now? My brain keeps going in circles. What Im supposed to bring to church, the time frame I have, the stupid stove, the broken painting, to shop or not to shop? And right back to the stove. He listed specific reasons for not moving it. Why was it moved????? Why is there no working stove???
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 15:25:44 +0000