Day 130

Feeling really angry right now. Things started getting under my skin early this afternoon and then one by one more things kept adding to it. Now I feel like I'm about to erupt. 

We have two dogs – Jasper and Griff. They are both Soft Coated Wheaton Terriers. Griff is a sweetheart of a dog; Jasper is obnoxious and stupid. This morning I told Dawn that I wanted to go for a long walk this afternoon. She said sure and then suggested that we go a park that we hadn't been to in a very long time. It's close to the house and has a small lake in the middle. There is a trail around the lake that is probably 3/4s of a mile long. We used to go there quite often when Damian was really young as there is a nice playground that he enjoyed. 

When we got ready to leave for the park this afternoon, I asked Dawn if we should bring the dogs. She said that we should take them because they could also do with a walk. Oh how I wished we'd left them at home. Because the park we went to was new to them, they were both super excited to get out of the car and explore. Like lose-your-mind excited. The problem is they seem to think that the leashes attached to their collars are there to pull us humans along to wherever it is they want to go. After 5 minutes of having my arm repeatedly yanked out of the shoulder socket I was ready to kill Jasper. I got so mad that Dawn had to take the leash from me so I could cool off. Did I mention that Jasper is really stupid? He kept pulling his way all the around the park even though he was choking himself to the point of nearly being sick. Meat head. It's going to take a long time for the memory of today's debacle in the park to fade from memory so I hope Jasper likes running around in the backyard...

I'm once again at my breaking point with work. It's making me miserable. At least that's how I feel right now. Maybe a good night sleep will help me see things in a better light, but I have my doubts...

I don't like all this negative energy, but I don't feel like I have it in me right now to make lemonade out of lemons. I want to take the lemons and throw them. Really hard. Like to the point where they break things. Fucking lemons...

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