Warning
Sometimes, expecting nothing is truly the best course. I seem to expect too much. Warning: this is a angry woman post. I'm angry at the man I was raised by. I am angry at his son. I am angry at people who feel their entitled. I am angry that I've allowed my kids to act that way. I am angry that I don't have the time, energy or desire to be a dog parent anymore. I am angry that after 3 days of "summer break" our house still looks like crap. I am just angry. Working through it to not be so angry anymore. But I won't apologize for it. I have been too pleasant and too nice for too long. Today, I am angry.