bitching and moaning

Seems like all I write about are complaints. Well, it is therapy of a sort!

Another rough morning at my house. Keith balked about getting dressed and outright refused to brush his teeth so into Time Out he went. Then begins the screaming, yelling and whining from him that I have to ignore. Do you know how hard that is? I want to scream at him to SHUT UP! It makes me what to rip my hair out. I get so freaking pissed off that he won't do what he's supposed to. How hard is it?? Let me brush your teeth!! Get dressed!! Why is that so hard? Why why why why why?

What I wouldn't give for an easy morning where everyone gets up and gets dressed and ready to face the day with no complaining or problems.

See? Its always the same with me..........bitch, bitch, bitch about the same thing. You'd think pretty soon I'd suck it up, right? And quit complaining. Yeah, sure, then I'll explode.

I was looking forward to next month. Brian was supposed to go to a two day conference with his bosses and the wives always go along to do shopping and such. I was really excited........a couple of days away, retail therapy, maybe the chance to meet up with a couple of friends.......

*POP*

That was the sound of my bubble bursting. The bosses decided that this conference wouldn't benefit Brian a whole lot so they'd like him to stay home and cover service calls. Thanks guys.