I'm not good with big changes. Moving into our new house has turned me into a neurotic crazy lady as all of our stuff is in the new place yet we are still living/sleeping at the old place because timing has sucked. All I wanted was a **** meeting with my mom, myself, and Josh about all the final details. As always, third shift sleep schedule screws everything up. I've tried really hard not to blame him for not being much help as I KNOW why things are happening the way they are. BUT FOR GOD SAKES I JUST WANT TO BE DONE WITH THIS **** MOVE BEFORE MONDAY.
Tonight it just finally blew up in my face even though I didn't want it to. It wasn't even a bad fight, per say. Just venting and frustrated but Josh headed to work with an "I'm leaving." And then that triggered a different set of issues.
Disagreements between us rarely happen. We don't ever call each other names or anything like that... but confrontation is a real touchy thing for me with my past. GUH. Just hurt feelings and flashbacks and I just want to hug and have puppies with rainbows and daisies growing from my pantry.
Okay, I'll be done. Nobody cares anyways.