Last week was an emotional week for me. I was mad, sad, angry, frustrated, elated, happy, unhappy and several other emotions that I can't name. It was rough. It wasn't just hard on me, it was hard on my family. I realize that I'm a bear to live with if I'm being an emotional wreck. I'd like to stop the cycle.
On Thursday, my anger escalated into sheer silliness. I started an argument with my husband about LAUNDRY of all things. And, I don't mean that it was about who does it, how it's done, blah blah blah. I mean that I picked a fight about where the baskets are located and when the laundry should be put away. Common sense type stuff. And in the midst of yelling and crying, I burst out into laughter because I realized how ridiculous I sounded. What? Who argues about laundry???
Laundry was the small issue. There was something deeper down that is the root of my angst. I know this, I just don't know exactly what it is. I've got a lot of issues that I'm thinking about and I can't seem to put them neatly in their boxes where they belong. I'm trying and I know that I'll get it eventually. It just seems like this is a process that is going to take forever. I'll need a lot of patience and love from my family. Together we'll work this out.
For now, I will keep plugging away and trying not to pick fights about laundry.
