Life sucks sometimes

Okay, I have a good life. My husband adores me (I don't know why tho) and I have healthy, smart, good-looking children. But life just doesn't go the way it should sometimes. Yours probably feels that way, too. I'm sure of it.

My work computer's screen blew out yesterday. So I'm set back at least 4 or 5 days, something of which I do not need right now. And I have to go through all this nonsense to get it fixed, even though I'm supposed to have this superb, convenient 3-year warranty. It's not feeling superb or convenient at this time.

Every time I go to use something that I own, I can't find it. Then 3 months later I find it in my kids' rooms, the same healthy, smart, good-looking children referenced above. These are also the same children who claimed they had no idea where the item was, at the time that I asked them.

Speaking of rooms, my children's rooms are constantly a wreck. My oldest's potential driving privileges have been suspended, sleep-overs suspended, going to the Y suspended, and yet the room still maintains a messy state. The middle child picks up when asked, but drops stuff at an equal, steady rate. The youngest feigns ignorance or tiredness or lack of ability or whatever excuse is his favorite at the time, when asked to clean up. The whole room situation just exhausts me eternally. And when informing my daughter this morning that she is not going to the Y today, because I almost killed myself in the middle of the night trying to walk upstairs to help my youngest (who has a painful ear infection), my daughter slammed the door and screamed "don't talk to me when I come home!" So, that's been fun. I enjoy being accosted at 6:48 am in that manner. She says I don't understand her and the way she feels. If she only knew that I remember being 14 all too well and I am only trying to guide her? It's hard when someone who has eyes that only see partially, but they don't know they see partially, because they think they see clearly, and you see more clearly, because you know now that you used to see only partially--and that someone screams at you that you can't see anything at all. Grr.

Speaking of my youngest with the ear infection...I am trying to let him get over it without antibiotics because he is just on antibiotics all the time, it seems. But I second-guess my decision all the time, especially when I am up at 2 am, holding his hand and rubbing his arm, just to keep him sane, because his ear hurts so bad, knowing I just gave him Motrin 2 hours ago so there's nothing I can do for him. Hot compresses help and chamomille eardrops, a little. So that sucks seeing my kid in pain and wondering if I am causing him more than he should go through because I haven't taken him to the doctor. Which is supposedly in the long run going to be for his good. But it doesn't feel very good right now.

The warehouse isn't done and there is egg stuff and soap stuff all through my house. Fortunately all the cucumber related stuff is gone, temporarily. One just can't live in so much clutter. It just sucks that it's not done. I know, I know, be patient. But it just stinks. I am experiencing more frustration then patience about it lately.

I wrote a blog once about the things I love. This is my antithesis blog. Not to sound prideful, and if I could be so bold as to say: if you were "waiting to read my next blog," sorry you had to read this one. :-)

I really don't have much to complain about, really, in the grand scheme of things. This blog is totally self-serving. But it's been therapeutic -- send me the bill.

Life just sucks sometimes.