You're the one I wanted to find
I really hope that the posts I make here will be a little more "pleasant" but I'm afraid that will not be the case for this post.
Anyway you may have heard/seen I've done a number on my right hand (sugar burn). I've rendered myself a little useless at this point, and I guess it's catching up to me. I took time off from work instead of working because I was looking forward to using this time to clean out my room, do a shit ton of laundry, bake like a mad woman, go downtown to yarn stores, the ROM and the like. All of that isn't being done right now because of my hand.
Needless to say I got quiet cranky about it too - I came to this realization today.
In conversation with my boyfriend, I wanted to do something on the Monday he has off because of the holiday. Long story short it involved me getting upset because I want to spend the day with him when he might rather be at the cottage instead (I can't go to the cottage because my parents won't be home and I need to take care of my dog, nor is taking my dog an option). I realized it wasn't the fact that I was upset with him, it was more of the fact that I was upset with the situation I'm in. I've got all of these days of the week to do things, and I'm doing nothing because of my bum hand and it's still too painful to do things completely on my own. So just the thought of doing something with someone during a week day has - naturally - got me very excited. Anyway an hour after our conversation all that hit me, I called him back to apologize and later tonight I'll just explain what I've said here.
I just want to bake. I really want to do that, if I have to be stuck in this house, I want to bake. Augh frustration island.
Anyway you may have heard/seen I've done a number on my right hand (sugar burn). I've rendered myself a little useless at this point, and I guess it's catching up to me. I took time off from work instead of working because I was looking forward to using this time to clean out my room, do a shit ton of laundry, bake like a mad woman, go downtown to yarn stores, the ROM and the like. All of that isn't being done right now because of my hand.
Needless to say I got quiet cranky about it too - I came to this realization today.
In conversation with my boyfriend, I wanted to do something on the Monday he has off because of the holiday. Long story short it involved me getting upset because I want to spend the day with him when he might rather be at the cottage instead (I can't go to the cottage because my parents won't be home and I need to take care of my dog, nor is taking my dog an option). I realized it wasn't the fact that I was upset with him, it was more of the fact that I was upset with the situation I'm in. I've got all of these days of the week to do things, and I'm doing nothing because of my bum hand and it's still too painful to do things completely on my own. So just the thought of doing something with someone during a week day has - naturally - got me very excited. Anyway an hour after our conversation all that hit me, I called him back to apologize and later tonight I'll just explain what I've said here.
I just want to bake. I really want to do that, if I have to be stuck in this house, I want to bake. Augh frustration island.