I Think I Can

Since I have some spare time, trapped in a town with absolutely nothing to do during freezing rain, I suppose I can blog.  Actually, I must.  I must put on a smile and act like I am happy to be here, therefore I must put my feelings and thoughts somewhere.  Come to think of it, is it possible that frustration and anger can make your head spin?  No?  Maybe?

We are staying for a few days at my in laws.  A funeral brought us back here, but it was my genius that thought it would be wonderful to stay a few days.

The verse "in all things give thanks" has constantly popped into my mind.  Ya know, it's one of those days when it's met with the voice in my head that goes, "yea yea yea, whatever."

I am thankful for the time I am getting to spend with the cutest 3 year old neice.  She has finally warmed up to me and we had a great time jumping on the bed looking at animal books already today.

The funeral was quick but pretty strange.  It was an LDS funeral.  Most of the people speaking didn't know my husband's aunt...weird!  I'm just going to put this out there, the LDS church has some cockamamee ideas about life, works, death and resurrection.  That's probably something for another post.  Holy crap!  So glad that I am not tied up in the craziness of that religion.

Do you know what it's like to be in a house full of people who don't like you or at best tolerate you?  Ugh!  No joke people.  I worked Wednesday night and Thursday morning to pack and cook everything I needed for at least two meals.  Loved doing it.  But when your husband's neice dumps out her massive plate of dessert claiming that chereos would have been better than that nasty stuff, my joy was quickly replaced by self control as my hand wanted to slap her.

Speaking of said neice....She's pregnant.  We aren't supposed to know since she isn't that far along.  However, we did already.  So she had the nerve to complain about her chest getting bigger and no longer being able to buy bras from VS.  She's bustier than me and absolutely wears my size of clothes.  Again, self control had to win out because I was about to tell her that she outgrew VS years ago!

My mother in law, oh my dear mother in law.  She stretches my patience to an nth of what I have left. She doesn't know who I am, nor anybody else.  She's reduced to the equivelant of a child and often acts so.  It's so hard to keep that in mind when you are constantly asked if you want ice cream or if she can go to the bathroom.  Ugh!!!!

Then there is my father in law.  His growing frustration with his wife is making him every bit as difficult to be around.  Seriously, I wonder sometimes when he will snap.  He is grouchy and argumentative.  Good Lord help me when my husband starts to act like him.  He thinks he knows everything and everybody else is stupid.  I understand why my husband struggles with self esteem.

Let's stop at my husband for a minute.  I've stopped to pray for this man several times already today.  He had a wisdom tooth pulled yesterday and is still in pain.  Last night, he caught the snow blower on fire in the garage.  Nobody was hurt and it got put out quickly.  He tripped on the dog getting out of bed this morning, causing him to fall, scratch his hand and totally jack up his neck and back.  While getting the car so that we didn't have to walk on the slick sidewalks, he wiped out and banged up his knee.  Poor guy can't catch a break.

Again, probably more to come on this later, but my husband's boss isn't high on my list either.  We've just now been here for 24 hours and he has called at least twice.  The subject, us moving to Ohio.  He dropped the bomb last night and called before 8 am today to see if we had made a decision.  Hello?  I wanted to crawl through the phone and tell him to piss off.  Twelve hours isn't long enough to make such a huge decision.

My stomach issues still haven't gone away, a follow up to come on that too.  So as I was dealing with some stomach problems this morning, my little dog got protective and "bit" our neice.  That led to a screaming/bawling fit of epic porportions.  My tiny dog has a terrible underbite and can't hardly eat her own food.  She also doesn't jump up as high as the little girl's chin, which is where the mark was. After beating myself up over the dog and wondering if I was going to have to get rid of her, I find out that she had been on the floor and the dog had only scratched her.  Whew!

I am usually all for a good snow storm.  Well around here they don't clean the roads.  We had planned to leave on Saturday, but may very well be stuck until Sunday.  So fun!

So right now, I am giving thanks for the promise that we will eventually get to go home and that eventually, I'll be able to look at this weekend and laugh.  In all things, give thanks.  I think I can, I think I can.  I THINK I CAN!