I’ve had better weekends.
It wasn’t the weather. It wasn’t the plans. It wasn’t the company.
It was me. I’d like to blame someone or something else. Yet, what good would that do?
Everybody and everything got on my nerves.
SJ and his constant chatter were not cute. At all. He was annoying. Just shut up already. Try playing a game where you need to concentrate (Rummikub) when your opponent is a 6.5 year old who does not stop talking. On top of that, he overflowed the toilet today because of his excessive use of wipes.
BR argued with his brother for hours on end about nothing. He went through periods of the day when he called SJ stupid, idiot, and fat every few moments. I spoke with BR explaining that this is not how he should be dealing with his brother. BR’s disregard for my instructions and viciousness towards his brother upset and frustrated me. How many times can you repeat yourself, and get no reaction to your instructions and not feel annoyed?
Ms. MMK did not get it. When we did talk, we were in separate books – forget about pages. Imagine getting in the car to run errands including one where the vital information is written down. Walking out of the house, I said to my wife, “No. I don’t know what we have to get. It’s written down. I’ll go out to the car while you grab the information.” Fast forward to the car and my wife asks, “So, you know what we need to get, right?” Didn’t we just discuss this?
There were other people and situations that frustrated and annoyed me. I’ll spare you the details.
Nothing that happened or did not happen this weekend was urgent or life shattering. It really was the little things or the small things. Yes, I’ve heard of the book and get the idea of, “Don’t sweat the small stuff.”
I’d like to blame others. I’d like to blame lack of sleep. I’d like to blame something.
The summer is moving along, and I am anxious to accomplish some goals that I set for myself. I’ve made some progress, but not nearly what I wanted. In other words, I am falling short. It feels like failing. Uncertainty is creeping in.
I need to step back. I must be honest about my progress and what is realistic. I need some solutions. However, the first thing I have to do is find some patience and recognize what matters and what I can control.
For my sake. And for the sake of those around me.