I’ll be headed to the doctor tomorrow as my sinus infection doesn’t seem to be going away on its own. I thought it was better, but I spent most of the afternoon in bed and have been in a fairly foul mood for the last 24 hours.
Lately, when I use metaphors and other figures of speech, the boys have been asking me what it means — the other day it was “we’re on the same page” and I had to explain what that meant and how it was appropriate to the conversation.
I told the boys at dinner time that I felt like my head was going to explode. One of them responded “That’s a figure of speech.”
I’m quite irritated with myself about a number of things. This morning’s Christmas Journal prompt was to write about the things you are Grateful for.
Doggone it, I didn’t want to be GRATEFUL, I wanted to be IRRITATED. And so, I’ve done a pretty good job of that today. Which irritates me even further.
Tomorrow I will work on being grateful.