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It’s 8:37 and I’m at the gym. I’m pissed off and moody and irritable which isn’t shocking since I woke up that way. Which also isn’t shocking since I went to bed that way.
I dropped off Keely at physical therapy at 8:30 and came here to get 45 minutes of cardio in. I woke up to an email from her saying it was 2:47 AM, her hip was killing her and could we change her Physical Therapy Appointment. Well no, we can’t. When I got the text it was 6:45 AM and the only reason we took such an early appointment was because there wasn’t anything available later. After all, it’s a major hassle getting out the door that early.
Add Keely’s mood into the mix and it’s not looking to be a pretty day.
Yesterday I walked into my shrink appointment and started telling him that I was angry, irritable and annoyed and after a 10 minute diatribe where I stated that I hated blogging, painting, everyone I ever met up to and including my family he calmly announced that it was obvious I was having a major mood shift. Now as you know, or you would if you actually read this blog, I have mood swings aka bipolar disorder.
I looked at him and said “to what?” because I’ve not been in a great mood and judging by my attitude things were only going to get worse.
“You have all the symptoms Lynn: irritability, anxiety, anger, etc. so that’s what’s going on” to which I responded, “you better fucking fix it” because I’m at the end of my rope here.
He didn’t though. Fix it that is. I was so pissed off at him that I wanted to punch him but didn’t have time because I had to drive Keely down to Duke for a check up.
On the way down I decided I would try to explain my mood to Keely who of course responded with “I’d take you life over mine any day.” I should have gotten rid of her years ago. At what point does it become apparent that although your life sucks, other people have issues too? Rhetorical I know.
Last night Kevin and were discussing this and he said “I bet people look at us and think man those people have it all, they’re so lucky” but even so, you can have worries, concerns and in fact major problems.
Meanwhile, last night I asked Daniel to run our and pick up dinner to which he “responded why can’t you do it?” Boy was I pissed. Of course I could do it but his job this summer is to do house tasks, help with Keely and help me.
“I could do it” I responded “but I drove to Duke today and what the fuck did you do?” Then he got defensive and said he’d been great with Keely and has his eyes dilated that day so he couldn’t see well so I did what any normal mom would do under the circumstances, I handed in my resignation.
“I resign,” I said. “What about two weeks notice,” Daniel asked? I turned to Keely and said, ” Who is this person who is talking to me?”
Then Keely asked if I was her mom anymore and I said her and Andie could blame Daniel because “I’m done.”
Then when Kevin came home Daniel told Kevin I yelled at him which is patently untrue, as I never raised my voice.
So there you are. I’m at the gym typing this one handed onto my iPad. No longer a mom but still a driver I guess. Kevin asked if I was still his wife and I’m mulling that one over. I guess I’ll let him know later.