Rainy Day

Ugh. I do not always handle it well when my husband is feeling anxious. He went to the grocery store this morning and it made him uneasy and uncomfortable. He spent too much money. This was one of my responsibilities. It is a chore I love to do. And honestly I like being in control of the groceries. I like having control over that aspect of the budget especially since we have really been working on that. I am frustrated enough that I cannot do the shopping myself. But then he goes off the list. He gets multiple of things (like I saw at least 5 different flours!) that are unnecessary. I get impatient. And I just don’t want to deal with his fucking anxiety sometimes. Like I am dealing with enough shit because of you and your past actions and selfishness. Why do I have to deal with this too? I just can’t always have empathy. I feel like I do actually have alotta of that most of the time. But it’s just fucking groceries. Go to the store and buy what’s on the list. And if ppl are too close to you, ask them to move away or you move. I need to reset this day. I can not get knocked of course already and by someone else.

Gratitude:

  1. Baby boys
  2. Continued employment
  3. Warm, dry house
  4. Husband who is trying
  5. Good dog who watches over the pack when we are out on walks
  6. Friday!
  7. Short To Do list so I can focus on what I really need to get done.
  8. Shower
  9. Warm bed
  10. Top Chef
  11. Green Trop Smoothie

Intentions: Be patient with all. Get through min 10 students for progress monitoring.

Affirmations: You are a good, kind, loving wife and mother. You are doing a great job not crumbling under the weight of everything.

Published by themaybeemom

An imperfect mom of 3, spouse of a recovering sex addict, a women equal parts assured of self and complete uncertainty while on the journey to joy, serenity, and fun.

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