Anger

Galatians 5:22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,

Windsor Castle, July 2017

Mike was a little irritable this morning, but I thought nothing of it. After I dropped him off at the Bennett House, I met a friend for lunch and we had a good visit and a decent lunch. From there, I had time to go to the bank, the post office, and the market, before it was time to get Mike. I also talked to the people at Bennett House and they have recommended we add Friday to Mike’s time there. I agreed with them, and as we were leaving he was very demanding and wanting to know why we were keeping secrets from him. I told him we weren’t and he was going to be going to Bennett House 3x a week now. He didn’t like that. Then he demanded that I tell the doctor he didn’t crash the car, he didn’t know how it happened, and he thinks he should be allowed to drive. He then accused me of wanting to lock him up. I told him he was the only one who ever brought that up. No one was talking about it, no one has suggested it and no one was planning it. He gritted his teeth, his eyes kind of bulged out, his body stiffened and he started making a horrible noise! At first I thought he was having a stroke or a seizure, but he was just very angry.

After we got home, he went to the family room to watch tv, and I started working on my diamond painting project, but I had some papers I need to have printed, so I downloaded them to a thumb drive, and the printer wouldn’t accept it for documents. It would accept if for photos! Now I am the one who is frustrated. Our son has more knowledge of printers, computers, etc in his little finger, than I do in my whole body – yet he strongly resists helping me figure out what’s going on. I have tried everything I can to convince him to help me, and he just hasn’t done it. Between that and the cabinet that still needs doors on it, I am at a loss on what to do. I cannot find the screws to put the doors on it myself, and I don’t have a clue what to do about the printer. I feel ready to chuck it all and say scr#w it! I hate this feeling of inadequacy, and it frustrates me to have to spend the money to get someone else to do it. (sigh) It looks like I will be able to take the printer into Staples on Friday and get them to look at it for me. I know it would cost $150 for a house call, so maybe the price will be reduced if I take it in.

So here it is, 10:35 pm, and Mike has decided to stay up and watch tv, which means I cannot go to sleep yet. I have to wait for him. I believe I might begin to clean the top of one of the counters in the office. It will help keep me awake for a while longer.

Enough of my rants for this evening, tomorrow I am planning on getting 4 more bags of soil which should fill the 2nd section of the raised garden beds. A yard of good soil is $44 and it takes 54 bags of soil (2 cubic yards each) at $12.99 a bag to equal one yard of soil. A total of $700 + tax and the fuel to drive back and forth. 😦

Apparently this isn’t a good day all the way around!

Published by motherpooh

I am a Mom and a Grandma. I like photography, genealogy, scrapbooking, canning, and gardening

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