I'm at my wits end
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
All I ask is to be left alone for 22 minutes so I can workout to the PBS show Classical Stretch. We can't record it and I can't afford the dvd's. I have one shot to exercise. Why would my husband want to let his son girlfriend and grandson in while I'm about to start? It involves getting all three dogs outside because they are afraid of our dogs. Of course he can't get them out without my help. They were just dropping the son off so he could go to work with Dad. Why would he want to do that to me? And then cause a scene that I don't want to see them and slam the door in my face when I'm trying to say hi and speak for a second before the show is too far in. My doctor wonders why my blood pressure is erratic, my mother worries about the stress in my life and I'm pretty angry the state my life is in now.