It's only 11:30 in the morning and I am STRUGGLING with my temper. People are making me so angry today, mostly because they think the rules don't apply to them - everything from the laws of physics (HUSBAND) to rules about frickin' expense reports (follow the rules, or don't; but if you don't, you won't get reimbursed. The end). Top it off with a full week of people oversharing - when someone asks you how your holidays were, the polite response is "Fine! Yours?", not a ten-minute spiel about very private, personal issues you are having - and I'm more than a little drained. Layer over it 33-week fatigue and pain (Braxton-Hicks contractions can go to hell) and I'm really wishing I could start over and try again.
AND my boss is out for the day. Her office door is closed. Her light is off. There is a sign on the door stating that she will be out all day. I will let you guess how many people have walked into our office to ask if she's in.
My temper has always been my #1 problem - it can flare in an instant, and burn hot for hours or simmer for weeks. It's a 75% chance I'm angry at myself - for being klutzy, for being stupid, for having a hard time doing simple tasks compared to other people - but I know I affect others, especially my poor husband and my family. It's something I always work on but have made little progress on.
Oh yes, I will tell you what Mr. PW did, since he doesn't read this anyway. When you step into a crosswalk and see that an oncoming car is not going to stop, what is the best course of action?
a. stop walking and step back onto the curb
b. play chicken with the oncoming car, just to prove a point to the driver about pedestrians
Any sane person would choose a, right? Except for my husband, who apparently occasionally likes to feel aggressive and superior and pick fights with strangers. So not only is he willing to risk pain, medical bills, recovery time, loss of wages, and possible permanent disability, he's willing to do it all in front of me so I can witness one of my worst fears coming true. FIVE WEEKS before we're supposed to have a kid.
I admit to not thinking things through all the damn time, but COME ON.
So that's how my morning started. I hope yours is going better.