Fuming and Raging

Another day and it's Wednesday. I'm still feeling on edge, my BP is around the normal side so I know it's not that. I just feel like I'm going to snap on someone at times. It feels like I just can't relax. I will definitely have to address this when I go to my next appointment.

I ordered something else last night; an autographed copy of "If Chins Could Kill". I bought it from Amazon. I really hope to get to the book signing so I can buy his newest book. Either way, I'm sure to buy a copy of it one way or another. I should know tomorrow if Eric is even interested in going, if my wife remembers to tell him about it.

I need to buy a parenting book on how to deal with pre-teens. I'm getting frustrated at the way my oldest is ignoring everything anyone says ("Huh? What?) and asks like an idiot ("I didn't know you had to do that.") This child is very intelligent, but something must happen when they become eleven or twelve. Is it just me, or is anyone else having these problems? It appears as though a child loses there mind at a certain age. Do they also get VERY lazy? We can't a job done by this child for love or money. It takes an act of God to get the dog walked and fed. And to keep water in the dog bowl would be like parting the Red sea. I don't know, maybe it's just me. That could be one of the reasons I feel like I'm going to snap.

It also seems as though I can't do anything right with my wife. I believe she's been mad at me for a week or more. At least she's been in a bad mood that long. Maybe it's because she's worried about her mom. I'll see when I get home as she's spending the day with her.

Oh, I almost forgot. My Mother-In-Law returned from the hospital yesterday (which is why she's taken most of the week off). Her cholecystectomy appears to have gone well. They thought there were gall stones in the bile duct so they scoped her; nothing was found. They believe if there were any, she passed them. So, she's home as of yesterday and even allowed to babysit. The doctor said she just has to be careful not to lift too much weight, but lifting the baby is fine. My father might be stopping in to check up on her (I didn't know my wife was going to be there until just a few minutes ago), as I'm sure her family will, or they'll at least call every fifteen minutes.

It's Wednesday, which means soccer practice. I think we'll order from a local pizza shop and get salads and pizza. When we order there, we usually get salads and subs/hoagies/po-boys/submarine sandwiches - whatever you call them in your area. I think that will be a nice change. It's terrible when you don't have the time to cook before running, and eating afterwards would be way to late.

I'll try to keep in touch.