Gone Awry . . .

Just about everything is rubbing me the wrong way today.  Ever have a day like that?  Well, an hour?  I am hoping it's only an hour.

I was short with my mother on the phone.  I feel bad about that, but I cannot ring her back until I've completely calmed down.  When I'm sick she's the first person I want to talk to, but when I'm angry I do not want to talk to her at all.  I do not want her telling me she is going to pray for me.  Go ahead and pray for your pissed off daughter, but don't tell her you're going to because it makes me think I'm a mental case.  Don't ask why, but I hate that.  I'm just angry and I will get over it.

A high school friend has come into port and wants to meet with me this afternoon.  Fine, but let me make a lei.  So, after three dastardly attempts, I've come up with nothing but feeling frustrated and throwing expensive tangled up yarn in the rubbish heap.  There's NO saving it . . . it's that bungled and I'm that impatient.  So, my friend will have to make due with something I'll grab at the shopette.  I have to run down there and get ice cream for my son who has a sore throat because of allergies (post nasal drip; raw throat). 

The other son isn't doing his school work promptly and is still hanging out in his pj's . . . not because he lacks discipline, but because I do. 

Order must be restored. 

Lord, help me to be patient BUT FIRM with my children.  Help me to stay calm in a crisis - no matter how big or small (and I do know this is smallest of the small) - and remain faithful to You.  And, please, please, help me when I'm on the phone with my mother - Well, 'cos You know why.  Amen.