Talking, and things

Sleeping is becoming such a chore.  I used to love going to bed, reading a little, getting all snuggled in for the night… now we have a zoo sleeping on our KING size bed.  I admit… when Ted was in the Gulf I let Anika come up on the bed so that I knew where she was throughout the night and she would always wake me up at least 2 times each night while he was gone.  I admit I made a mistake… but holy crap… now we have Anika (our 90 lb American bulldog), Stella (our 35 lb corgi mix), Jenga (my 15 lb fat ass cat), Nephi (Ted’s 10 lb male whore cat) and now Starbuck (the 3-5 lb kitten who acts like she is on crack everyday) not to mention Ted and I with our sexy CPAP masks on… Just shoot me now…

I have been keeping my thoughts about some stuff going on in my life and around me to myself.  I hate getting into arguments, and really dislike it when I can’t express myself as I want to.  Well, a few things that have been bothering me came out today, and if you read Ted’s blog you know some of it.  I need to learn how to express my thoughts in a more productive manner, and not let things build up to an explosive venting.

My mom called me tonight and got very upset with me.  She found out that I was moving our little shed all by myself.  I did not mean to upset her, but I need to try to get some of this stuff done as I can.  Yes I probably should have waited, but when I went out to get the stain info Ted needed, I was just motivated enough to move it… so I did… When Ted got home, I showed him what I did and he seemed ok that I did it…so guess I got away with this one…

I will attempt to blog more often… I stopped because of a really stupid reason… and Ted called me on it… so I will work on it.

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