Frustration…

Angry Penguin

Angry Penguin (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It felt like anger at first, but it isn’t.  Sometimes even at my age I forget things I already knew about myself.

I cry when I am frustrated and overwhelmed.

I am not really angry.  That takes up too  much energy and I have none to spare.  To be angry there has to be a target of your anger.  And really, who or what am I going to be angry at?  And what purpose would it serve?

Now frustrated is a different story.  Frustrated is when the control freak can’t sit long enough to organize the pile on her desk. 

Frustrated is the dead sod in the yard, and the cucumber and zucchini that seem to have developed a “creeping crud” fungal infection.

Frustrated is when old “life” problems, like credit and identity theft issues that were solved three years ago start taking up time, and there isn’t much to spare.

Frustrated is when you can’t get a doctor who takes your insurance (despite countless phone calls) to order the tests you need so you can stay well enough to be on top of the (not so bright) doctors who are treating your daughter.

Frustrated is trying to plan some FUN events when doctors appointments keep getting in the way.

Super frustrated is having to go to NYC to see the knee surgeon tomorrow, on a perfectly nice – I should be scheduling a play date for my kid- kind of day.  Frustrated is being unsure how to get my point across without being escorted out by security, and/or without scaring my kid.

Frustrated is going to the appointment alone- when I really want my husband there, but knowing it is not the kind of appointment he should take off work for.

Frustrated is wanting so badly to let some of this worry go, and knowing I can’t.

Frustrated is a new medical issue, every time I turn my head. 

A toddler girl crying

A toddler girl crying (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Frustration IS Cowden’s x2!

Sometimes I cry when I am frustrated…  but everything always looks better in the morning.  ( I hope!)

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