I have to do without my medications. Can't afford that, and sending my daughter to California for a vacation, or my son and wife getting their tattoo's on their vacation in New Hampshire. Rage is building in me daily and I get NO cooperation.
While my wife was getting her manicure and pedicure today, my hands were digging in the dirt repairing the garden in the front of the house. The scalloped edge was halve turned down because people will run over them or kick them getting out of the car and then leave them there. The garden lights had to be replaced for the same reason. The shrubs right out the front door and the ones at the end of the driveway had to be replaced because people cut across the lawn trampling over the shrubs and killing them.
Whenever I needed a break from the anger in doing that, I did one of the other smaller jobs that need to be done around the house. One such job was running garden plumbing from the back of the house to the front of the house.
Another is the 2 flower pots that I have on the back patio.
I then had to stop clean up (Think about the mud and crud from these jobs) and cook dinner and make a salad. It was probably considered inadequate. (They always seam to complain but never want to cook, I can't even get them cut up the fruit or make a salad). My son cooks and then leaves the pan in the sink. The other day as I was working under my daughters car, I called to my son and told him to get cleaned so that we could go to the Chinese Buffet. He informs me that he is already cooking his dinner. I turned to him and asked him if he even thought about cooking dinner for me also.
After dinner, it was dark and I could no longer work on the outside garden. So I went back to work on my daughters car. I was able to get the tailpipe piece in place and was just about to quit when my wife drove up the driveway.
My wife walks in I told her that Eric was given orders not to attack you and to let you get into to the house first. She precedes into his room where he starts with his 80 person guest list for his graduation party.
My wife comes into the livingroom to find a TV. She stated that she wanted a TV in the Livingroom and I thought it might be nice to sit and watch shows there. She then suggests that I move the Flat Panel in my room and I take the "new" tv in my room. There goes "HDTV" I have to see if I can find a wall mount for the the NON-HDTV.
Considering the lack of sleep I'm getting without my meds... oh well.
As I am sitting there it is now 10:40 she is upset because there are dirt dishes in the sink. She's scrambling to rubber gloves to protect her manicure and clean the sink. I told her I would take care of it and I did. By the time I finished the dishes it was 11:45. I then went to take a shower. There is not one clean towel in the house. My son takes a new towel every single day and never washes any of them. He doesn't even put them in the laundry area for someone else to clean. There is 1 towel in my room. My daughter has her OWN towels and can't use anyone else's and no one else can use hers.
It's after midnight I have finally been able the get the garden mud and the rust and the exhause soot out of my hair.
If people can't see God doing his best to make me angry and start yelling and screaming. I am working my hardest to keep pure to his word. I just wish those around me would give me a break.
Every time I get angry I try to read a Psalm. I should have them all memorized be the end of the week.
While my wife was getting her manicure and pedicure today, my hands were digging in the dirt repairing the garden in the front of the house. The scalloped edge was halve turned down because people will run over them or kick them getting out of the car and then leave them there. The garden lights had to be replaced for the same reason. The shrubs right out the front door and the ones at the end of the driveway had to be replaced because people cut across the lawn trampling over the shrubs and killing them.
Whenever I needed a break from the anger in doing that, I did one of the other smaller jobs that need to be done around the house. One such job was running garden plumbing from the back of the house to the front of the house.
Another is the 2 flower pots that I have on the back patio.
I then had to stop clean up (Think about the mud and crud from these jobs) and cook dinner and make a salad. It was probably considered inadequate. (They always seam to complain but never want to cook, I can't even get them cut up the fruit or make a salad). My son cooks and then leaves the pan in the sink. The other day as I was working under my daughters car, I called to my son and told him to get cleaned so that we could go to the Chinese Buffet. He informs me that he is already cooking his dinner. I turned to him and asked him if he even thought about cooking dinner for me also.
After dinner, it was dark and I could no longer work on the outside garden. So I went back to work on my daughters car. I was able to get the tailpipe piece in place and was just about to quit when my wife drove up the driveway.
My wife walks in I told her that Eric was given orders not to attack you and to let you get into to the house first. She precedes into his room where he starts with his 80 person guest list for his graduation party.
My wife comes into the livingroom to find a TV. She stated that she wanted a TV in the Livingroom and I thought it might be nice to sit and watch shows there. She then suggests that I move the Flat Panel in my room and I take the "new" tv in my room. There goes "HDTV" I have to see if I can find a wall mount for the the NON-HDTV.
Considering the lack of sleep I'm getting without my meds... oh well.
As I am sitting there it is now 10:40 she is upset because there are dirt dishes in the sink. She's scrambling to rubber gloves to protect her manicure and clean the sink. I told her I would take care of it and I did. By the time I finished the dishes it was 11:45. I then went to take a shower. There is not one clean towel in the house. My son takes a new towel every single day and never washes any of them. He doesn't even put them in the laundry area for someone else to clean. There is 1 towel in my room. My daughter has her OWN towels and can't use anyone else's and no one else can use hers.
It's after midnight I have finally been able the get the garden mud and the rust and the exhause soot out of my hair.
If people can't see God doing his best to make me angry and start yelling and screaming. I am working my hardest to keep pure to his word. I just wish those around me would give me a break.
Every time I get angry I try to read a Psalm. I should have them all memorized be the end of the week.
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