Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Why do I have to be angry all the time?

I am angry.

Irrationally, totally, irrefutably angry.

For any one reason? No.

For a lot of reasons that just push my buttons and send me off the deep end?

Yeah. That's the ticket.

Most of my reasons are pretty good ones by themselves. Together, though?

Look. out. Mama's gonna blow!

Observe, in no particular order:

1) Roo-girl's cheer coaches have made some -- ahem -- interesting decisions about the competition team that, in my humble opinion, adversely affect my daughter's ability to advance her tumbling skills. They decline to listen to reason or logic.

To add insult to injury, they also decline -- for no good reason other than "that's just the way it is" -- to allow the returning girls to have their national titles embroidered on the backs of their new uniform jackets, the way they had been on the previous ones.

Not allow my baby to show off her accolades because "that's just the way it is"??? Grrrrr.

2) Wonderhubby, for all his wonder'ness, moved forward on a mortgage refinance that I was opposed to. It was a lot of effort for very little gain and resulted in us having to have our property taxes impounded monthly. Can I just say I HATE that??????

I'm working on forgiving him, but every month when I write that check for more than our previous payment, it will remind me. Grrrrr.

3) My mother. My mother is aggravating me in ways that I can barely even think about. Apparently, in the bad-daughter department, I didn't call frequently enough. As a result, when she had to have a second surgery for breast cancer two weeks after the first one, no one let me know.

And I quote: "Those who called were told." Obviously, I failed some sort of test. Grrrrrr.

4) My house is a disaster area of unfinished projects: the backyard (up-ended and unfinished for more than a year, including a concrete pad that is one-third done); a kitchen project that has gone on for several weeks that results in my refrigerator being in my dining room; hardwood floors that are finished but not "finished" (baseboards and doorways); walls that are partially painted.

Can you say ADHD? Grrrrrr.

5) Plus my fantasy football team is sucking it down the tubes.

And that probably aggravates me most of all.

Please send wine.

And chocolate.


Tammy Howard said...

I am annoyed with everyone in my path these days. Something in the air?

LceeL said...

I'm a little annoyed with myself that I can't think of anything witty, charming or obscene to say.


The Duchess of Wessex said...

Oh, NO!

I just don't know what to say...

But let me take a stab at it!

The Cheer people should KNOW better!

Wonderhubby should KNOW better, WAAAAY better! It's not like you don't work and aren't equally responsible for the mortgage! Now, if you were sitting at home eating bon-bons or out shopping Rodeo drive on his dime every Tuesday, he could do whatever he wants with the mortgage - but last I heard, you're not on the couch eating bon-bons. Right?

And, your mom... Well, SHE should know better too. I know she's sick and I am sorry for what is happening to her and she has the right to react any way she wants. BUT, shame on, "those who called" for going along with your mom's passive-aggressive way of punishing you for pain SHE is feeling. Not cool.

Sorry if I've over-stepped. Just my 2-cents. (Worth only what you paid for it)

Much love always!


justmylife said...

Love ya. I get it all. Wine and chocolate thoughts are on the way! Mom is waaayyy outta line on this, she is suppose to be the grown up here. Don't get me started on the hubby area. *GGGRRRR* and the cheer coach is an ass! Nuff said.

Roger said...

Are these new coaches? Or did they mask their true intentions, regarding cheer from you in the past. Like I've said before, if something a coach/teacher/whatever is going to adversely affect one of my children, it needs to be resolved. Even if it means taking her out of the program. I hope that it doesn't get to that point.

No comment on the whole unfinished project deal, I think it might be a 'guy thing.'

As for your fantasy football, I think my team sucks more than yours, so... :)

Cutler is playing Seattle and Sanchez is at Tennessee (who are not in a good mood), so Cutler might be the better choice, IMHO. You're not playing me, right? :)

Kila said...

None of us are short of things to be annoyed and angry about. Ugh. Instead of being angry and crabby, I am working really hard to changing my thinking patterns.

You didn't have to escrow each month for property taxes before? We always have. I thought that was pretty standard.

A lot of folks have their insurance escrowed, too. Don't ever do that. That is a nightmare if you ever change insurance. And, if your mortgagee misplaces or doesn't pay the bill, suddenly your home insurance lapses. I deal with this each day with our customers.

nikki said...

Annoyance seems to be a theme around these parts too. I am very short tempered. Especially with an unmentioned 5 year old.

I will bring the wine, chocolate and some chic flick with hot men involved. Seems we could both use it.

Jaina said...

Dang. You need lots of wine. That irritates me too...I think you have every right to be irritated. And as far as your mom goes, that's just not cool. I have friends that pull that crap too and it's just so ridiculous. And for your MOTHER to do that, just, wow. I'm so sorry. ::hugs::

Lynette said...

Ugh. My fantasy football team is sucking big rocks right now too....But I'm learning. Better luck next week?

Audrey at Barking Mad! said...

This sounds a lot like my life lately. Especially the mom thing. My dad just had surgery the other day, and it had been moved from a day the first week of October yet NO ONE let me know. Of course, it's all my fault. It always is.

And the cheer leading people? What's wrong with them. That sort of reasoning just defies logic. If people everywhere used that sort of logic we'd still be living in the dark ages because that's just how it's been done. Oiy! said...

That's it! You have all my sympathy and I'm gonna need your address!

Suzanne said...

Wine? check, I'll bring a bottle for us to share, maybe even two, because my arm HURTS and the neurologist appointment is two weeks away.

Chocolate? How about Molten Chocolate Lava cakes, because training really sucks...

Not asked for, but happily offered, hugs. Lots of hugs, because hey, they're free and they always make things better.

Kaytabug said...

oh ugggggh!!! This Sucks!! And it really is something going on in the universe for so many of us to be dealing with so many frustrations!

Love you babe!

Karen said...

I think it might be something in the air. Is it a full moon? I've been rahter peeved at live myself.


songbird's crazy world said...

Sorry you're going through such a rough spot. If Suzanne is bringing the wine, I'll bring the chocolate cheesecake...

Huckdoll said...

Aww, hun. I don't like coming in here hearing you all angry. I think if it were one or two things at a time it wouldn't be affecting you so badly, but you've really got it piled up right now. It happens to all of us and all we can really do is let it go. In your case, prioritize all of those household projects and start getting them done, step by step, little by little. You'll get some huge pleasure out of accomplishment.

Major ((hugs)). (And *clinks* if you've got a glass of wine on the go like I do)

Burgh Baby said...

It has been two weeks since I last picked up a paint brush. Two weeks. All I have left to do is a few hours of trim work. Instead of just doing it, I keep wasting time moving the ladders and paint cans and the stupid paint brush out of my way. Over and over. I get mad about needing to do the painting, and then I get mad about it not being done. GRRRR.

The Amazing Trips said...

Now you are speaking my language.

Wine and chocolate. Those two things will get me through anything.

Yay - the weekend is here. Hopefully, that'll help, too. :)

Pamela said...

I blame EVERYTHING on hormones... or moans. whatever.

However, that being said, you are dealing with some stuff that is frustrating and just wrong.

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