Conflict Resolution
Today has been a contentious day. To the point where I got really pissed at two people I love. That’s so not me. But I’m tired and on a roll with cleaning my dad’s house. I don’t need or want interference, you know?
Still, my sister came over and she started cleaning what I’d already cleaned and then I lost it. Like I said, I’m tired. And she didn’t like my music. So I lost it. Again: tired. I told her to just go home. I could do this all by myself. I even cried a bit. I’m tired! It took four separate “go homes” before she left. Oh, and there was the washing machine leak that she said she saw when she first got there but didn’t mention until a couple hours later. WTF? That ticked me off. Cuz…
Did I mention I was tired?
Then my friend was supposed to come down to bring me one of my hard drives he had. He’d been looking at photos to help me get my portfolio together. He didn’t show up. I got mad. I’m tired. Four and a half hours and thirty excuses later, still no hard drive and no sign of relief. I got madder. I told him off. He hung up. I got even madder! I’m fuckin’ tired. He called back and mumbled something, then hung up again. I called him back and left a message. It was polite but my point was made. I was mad. And I’m so tired, it’s just plain scary.
Two pissy texts later, I feel even worse. I’ve told my friend off. But it doesn’t feel good. He’s supposed to be my business partner (yeah, we’re working on setting up a biz) and this is where we’re at after three weeks? Ugh. Granted, we’ve both had busy and shitty weeks, but STILL! And guess what? We’re tired.
I’ve decided my only means of conflict resolution is a lengthy conversation with Jim Beam. After that, I’m going to tweeze my ultra white eyebrow hair and try drowning myself in the water leaking from the washing machine.
Other than that, I’ve had a great fucking day.
Except, I’m still tired.
You sound… tired. And pissy. Too much shit hitting the fan at once tends to do that…
Hope today is better! {{{HUG}}}
Comment by pam — 2012/10/13 @ 05:15
Thanks, Pam! I swear, I slept so hard by the time I finally fell asleep that I’m pretty sure my sister was knocking on the door for half an hour before I heard her. I was TIRED! And yes, I was pissy as hell.
Sometimes you just have to be cranky, I guess.
Thank God it’s over!
Comment by Da Goddess — 2012/10/13 @ 19:35
I hate days like that. Especially if I’m the one on the receiving end.
Comment by diamond dave — 2012/10/16 @ 07:36
I try not to go to that head space often, but it happens. Hope you don’t receive that too much!
Comment by Da Goddess — 2012/10/17 @ 19:34