At it again

We were already not in a good place for the evening. I'm sorry that I feel so frustrated when the next thing that I have to take care of gets tossed onto my plate. I know you think I should just have a solution and a smile right away, but there are some things it seems like you should be able to handle as well as I can - although I suppose the thing you raised last night may not be one of them. I'm pretty sure. though, that I'm just going to look under that sink, find a loose linkage on the sink plunger, and tighten it up. I'll bet it isn't anything more than that, though it didn't occur to me last night.

But at least I didn't start watching our Sunday night program without you. I really was just killing time in front of the tv when you came down and "suggested" that I switch from the game that I really wasn't interested in to our recorded Sunday night program. When you got upset about needing to hear what was going on upstairs, I was in the middle of trying to switch to it, then you got so impatient when I couldn't get the tv silenced quickly enough for you. (Didn't you realize that their mother was up there with them?)

So at that point I went up to do the dishes, mostly to blow off steam over getting bitched at again for not doing something the way you wanted it done. I was pretty disappointed that you started watching the program without me. When I came downstairs and saw that you had abandoned it, I tried to catch up to where you were, but by then you apparently were not at all interested in any time with me. So I went to bed alone again (just as well, last night; I don't think I'd have fallen asleep as quickly had you come to bed with me), having left off watching it around where I thought you might have been. But I don't know when we'll get a window to finish watching it together in our respective busy viewing schedules. The O's will be on again tonight, though it looks like their season may be finished soon, and you still have things you watch nightly, so . . .

My life feels pretty dismal. I'm continually having to remind myself that God is in charge of things, and I struggle to trust that there are better things to come for us. Nor is this is primarily because of the change in our household circumstances.