We spent most all day yesterday arguing about something. I was trying to enjoy breakfast and all of a sudden I got hit with demand after demand. I didn't even get upset about it. I simply said, I wasn't planning on working outside today since it's 105. That set her off on a rant filled cussing storm. I didn't care about the lawn looking bad.. I do, but not when it's 105 degrees outside. Then, as if God was on my side this big clap of thunder shook the house. The wind started blowing and from blue skies to grey in a matter of seconds - it rained for the next 3 hours.
I'm sort of glad it did because I sat on the front porch most of that time.
I decided to sleep in my recliner and no one seemed to care that I did. My neck hurts and I have to be up working on the family barbecue. She and my son has about 7 different items they want cooked. He's supposed to be here by now, no sign of him yet. The prep will keep us busy.
I'm learning more every day that I can't express my opinion. She can yell at everyone in the home if they leave a bowl and a spoon in the sink - but God forbid it's hot enough outside to melt marshmallows on an ice cube and me just saying - maybe one more day doesn't hurt - starts WW3.
Maybe it's me...
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