It's Only Skin Deep...

Irritation that is.  Why do I let it burrow and make itself at home?  Because I can.  Because it's habit.  I have no other real reason.  Thankfully my dear friend was with me last night and kept me from making too many (isn't one too many, though?)  snide comments.  Feelings of angst and frustration immediately wanted to fly at my husband.  I don't even have a valid reason!  I could have easily taken him aside and spoken softly and kind asking if there was anything I could do to help him have a better night.  Mind you, he was not having  a bad night; however, he later commented  about his mind racing and with the children playing loudly and nearby concentration was hard to come by.  Once again I was reminded of how our hindsight is always 20/20.  A cliche I abhor, yet have no other way of describing.  Tired I am of realizing how I am not holding up my end of the bargain.  Before retiring to bed, I learned from my husband my previously mentioned frustration wasn't even valid.  Please I was in myself to not act upon my feelings.  I understand it's a process, I'm tired of falling.  I desire to rise above and actually meet the goal I intended.  Though only 26 days in, the blogject seems much longer.  I will continue to plug away.  I'm learning so much about myself in this blogject.  I didn't see that coming at all when I set sail.  God is amazing.

One Good Thing My Husband Did:  Peeled potatoes for dinner when he knew I was sore and tired.