the anger boils over....

sometimes i get to feeling mad about something. and sometimes i can't put a finger on exactly what......

sometimes i feel plain angry. i was wondering why today, when i was feeling my blood boil about an outrageous phone and cable bill, why i couldn't let it roll off my back. no, instead of letting it roll, i gave into the feeling and cancelled the cable, on the spot.

customer service, if you are not being sympathetic to the error you made to the tune of hundreds of dollars and you refuse to credit me for it, i am canceling. they didn't care and it made me more mad. i held my voice down, but indeed my cheeks {which by the way are growing ever fat with this cold weather, have you seen the yummy recipes here} were bright red and blood was rushing thru me. i told the cable guy, give me a minute here while i gather myself so that i don't yell and you don't go home in a bad mood. he still didn't care, he had all of my money.so i showed him, i cancelled.....
and i showed my point even further by telling the kids what gomers work at the cable company and how they were being dishonest and we are going to show them. their tears haven't stopped. (we've only had cable a few months and it has made us LAZY)
then,

my family must be part whale. when i clean the toilets i feel like they must sing the song, "splish splash" and let's just say, the males in this house are no longer allowed to stand with the rest of the bathroom using male population. the men folk here have been banished to sitting unless they want to be on splash removal, i am done.

and yet another.....

while i love my husband, i do, i do. when i am angry, he snorts too loud, chews wrong and slurps too much. and i say, h.mac, s.mac is simply eating, you have to chew to eat. but something about his loud mastication unnerves my blood to no end. i do, however, keep my mouth shut. i know i am the problem.

so, tonight, after questioning s.mac's laundry procedure of shoving 27 pair of pants into the small washer, i said - ahah! i know the problem.

i haven't blogged for 2 weeks, and blogging makes me look at life happily instead of the above.

glad to be back.

in my blogging mind i would translate the above as the following:

no more cable! yay! we can be a family again and talk and fight and go outside and play, whew!

maybe the next family night will entail target practice with cheerios for the boys....

and i am just happy a husby is happy to help his little wifey, even if it entails sniffing, overloading, loud mastication and snorting......

so, there you have it.
the males here at the mac house might be joining the standing world again soon.....