Never let tomorrow's sun rise on yesterday's problems...

Have you ever had one of those days that you just can’t stand the human race? Mine was yesterday. I have so many projects that I’ll start and believe I have to finish as soon as I start (ex. Painting my daughter’s bedroom), and once I start something I think that “MY” project is just as important to others as it is me…BOY WAS I WRONG! Hence, my human hater attitude.

While having all that time alone doing this particular project, listening to my IPod (country music), my mind just started racing in places it shouldn’t have. Yesterday I was able to sum men up in a nut shell. At the time it amazed me to think how a man woos a woman, lures her into a relationship and then the helpful, compassionate, confidant man she fell in love with abandons her. All the while, he still has bragging rights of the wife, the home, and the security. Kind of like owning a dog, except the wife can do the “Mama” chores, and doesn’t require feeding and watering. Then (being provoked by the country music) the man just whines and cry’s about how wrong he was done by his woman when she takes everything (even the dog!). Then the kids came in to the picture, but I’ll leave that summarization for another day.

By the time I finished painting yesterday, I was so upset all I wanted was an adult beverage. Which I’m glad I had one, because I finally relaxed and laughed at my craziness, and realized I worked myself up over painting a room (REALLY?), and directed my anger to the one friend that always had my back, that I could talk to about anything, who I truly love and would do anything for.

Now to let you know, today is mine and my husband’s anniversary, and even though we have had our trials and tribulations, I am totally amazed by God’s grace giving us the strength to survive the I love you’s, the f you’s, the children, the laughter, and the tears.

Happy Anniversary Mr. Turner