Ok. I'm going to continue on my 3am rant. (Sorry, guys. Hit the back button if needed.)
I mean really...is it this hard to be content? I'm so tired of not knowing the mood of the hour or half hour. Is it work mode? Is it nap mode? Is it 'we have to do go something' mode? Is it cleaning mode? Yard mode? I just want to b*tch slap him and say
SLOW DOWN. Actually, I have said that, but that doesn't go over too well.
It's like everything has to happen on his time frame and frame of mind. I'm just sick and tired of it. I have ONE day off in the last week and he decides to get up at 6am, get the birds up (which are hugely noisy) and tromp around the house so I can't sleep past 6. I was PO'd. That's putting it nicely.
I'm getting older, and with that age I'm less tolerate of these things. He's bipolar or manic depressive or just fricked up. Don't know which one, but am quite sure of it. He can change in a heartbeat and not even know the difference. It's driving me nuts.
I love your long hair. Then...You need a hair cut. It's looking shaggy.
I always love to see your necklace that you wear. Then...why do you wear the same darn necklace all the time?
DON'T spend any money. by the way, I just bought a new amp, even though I have four in the garage.
I want my own custom owned corner that is in the middle of nowhere that I can have a garden, fireplace, and just write. That's it. I'm not high maintenance. Well, maybe add the board.
You guys could pop in unannouced and have some good tea and chat. Actually, I don't make tea, but could try.
I'm just tired of the yo-yo. I KNOW it's a disorder, but I'm tired of living the disorder.
That's about it. Pull your fingers out of your ears now.
Abbey