Grrrr!

I’m aggravated. I spent a small fortune getting something special for supper tonight that I thought everyone would really like and appreciate and they didn’t. In addition, if my daughter is down, she expects me to accept that and sympathize. Even if she’s just making herself sad. I’m tired of walking on eggshells every day waiting to see what kind of mood she’s in. All too often, her mood is directly dependent on the attention and behavior of whatever guy she currently has her eye on.

It is frustrating when she allows someone else to control her mood. It is frustrating when she is rude to me because I happen to be in her line of vision. It hurts when I ask a simple question about her day and she bites my head off. It hurts that no one ever asks me about my day.

In addition, I’ve cried twice this week about my dad. I need to move on, but sometimes it just sneaks up on me and overwhelms me again. I think I need a vacation. Maybe I’ll work on that. I feel guilty about wanting to go somewhere by myself, though. It doesn’t bother me if someone else goes without me, so why do I struggle with it?

Here’s hoping your day was better than mine and that we all have a better weekend.