READERS BEWARE: I do consider this my journal so I am just giving you a fair warning that this post will have alot of complaining, whining, and just a downright pity party. So far with Matt being gone, I have done alright. I am lucky that I am friends with one of the wives whose husband is also gone. We always get pretty close when are hubby's are gone. She is alot of fun to hang out with and has the cutest kids. We always have a great time. She knows what I am feeling and vice versa.
So here comes the complaining. Today was just one of those "Are you serious?" days. I talked to Matt on the computer for a few minutes today and it was great, but after I really felt like crap. I miss him a ton. Honestly he is my soul mate. I love talking to him. I love being with him. The temple has let them call home a few times and it is so great to hear his voice. So anyways I was having a total debby downer moment. I am excited he comes home Sat night, yet it feels so far away. I am trying to do some work on our kitchen before he gets home and I really didn't have the strength or willpower to do anything today except feel sorry for myself.
My daughter Taylor bless her little heart was the biggest pain in the butt today. She kept calling me while she was at the book fair begging for me to bring her money. At one point she started whining and crying and I decided that was it I was going to pick her up. I got there and her friend's mom that she was with had BOUGHT her all the things she had wanted. I was a little frustrated because I had told Taylor "no" and we would talk about it later. The rest of the day Tay drove me crazy. She was yelling in the car, crying, complaining about getting food and where we would get it. I got them food and then when she found out she was sharing with her sister it started ALL over again. I had had it with her. I started yelling like a crazy person and told her to be quiet, that she was in so much trouble, that she was grounded for the way she had been acting. I swear people driving by probably thought I was mental. I yelled so loud the pressure gave me a migraine. (yes I was that psycho).
My other two kids were no angels either today. Lots of digging in my purse trying to take money, talking while I was trying to talk to someone, fits and all sorts of fun stuff.
I put the kids to bed and took a bath. But guess what? Just my luck barely any hot water! Again "Are you Serious?" Now I am getting ready for bed and I am trying my hardest to keep the tears away. I know it is just a bad day and things will be fabulous tomorrow. Also I should mention my kids have been SO good for the most part. I think we all just miss daddy and we are ready for him to come home. Bless all the Single Moms out there!! You are amazing at what you do!


