The early morning rant.

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What a weekend... 

 This weekend has left me wondering about my own sanity. Well, maybe that's not the best way to word it, but (since I've only had an hour and a half of sleep) it will have to work. I'm physically & mentally exhausted. As I've stated before, my anxiety has been getting worse. I'm finding that I handle things so much better at handling things when they've been planned out (not down to every detail, but I need some sort of expectation as to what I'm doing & when). I talk to Greg about this for a great while after a Starbucks episode (Story for another day). After this long talk about my anxiety & ways to prevent the attacks, his mother calls. Don't get me wrong, I love my MIL, but she changes her mind so often. She's says she'll be here at eleven to pick us up and head out to this "Gusher Days" event several miles from our apartment. Now, when she says eleven, I don't know what to expect. Eleven can mean anything from nine, to one. So already I am irritated. We wake up at 9:30. RUSH to get ready. She doesn't show up until noon. Ugh, then hurries us, I really hate to be hurried. We go out, stopping at yard sales & a carnival type area. The streets are lined with booths & tents with some pretty cool trinkets; nothing outstanding. I think we bought a cute Texas flag light switch cover.  

Sunday...

This day was somewhat of a blur. It began terribly for Greg. He was so irritable. Yelling and cussing at just about anything in his path. This ended with him punching the door. My mood starts to get bad at this point. Tonight is laundry night & grocery night- recipe for disaster. We get the laundry ready and head out to out usual laundromat. Its packed; not one available washer & we need two. We decide the best course of action is to wait and do it the next night. Our laundromat is never crowded on Mondays. By this time, I can almost see steam coming out of his ears... grocery shopping is a disaster too. We unintentionally spend more than we need to, go to the selfcheck- our card is declined. Upon checking our account balance online, we find that our car insurance was pro-rated & the pro-rated part from the first month, was randomly added to this months bill (which is taken out automatically). Fail. There's more from last night, but that deserves a post all its own... 

To sum up this weekend:

• Greg has bruised knuckles.

• I have a greater appreciation for my list making.

• We have "$0.01" in our account.

• Greg has an absolutely terrible hair cut- I am definitely not a barber.