Hey, it's me again.
Yesterday was pretty decent as far as the programme goes, but not so great mentally.
I got my swim in in the late morning, which was good, but otherwise the morning was a wash.
My daughter was not having a good morning, breaking into crying and screaming fits at the slightest provocation. These always set me off and I'm afraid I wasn't very nice or understanding. I have a bad tendency for having zero patience with her when she is like that, and even more unfortunately when I have no patience my response tends to be anger. So of course this just makes her more upset, which makes me more upset, etc etc.
It's not good.
I feel terrible, because it's not her fault, she is genuinely upset even if she doesn't know how to have a measured response yet.
It is my fault because I do know to stop and think before reacting emotionally, and I wasn't.
I'm under a fair bit of stress these days - looming employment uncertainty, family issues, weight loss issues, feelings of inadequacy, and general procrastination which is leading to depression.
But it is no excuse for speaking harshly to my daughter.
Sigh - sorry, I didn't mean to spill my guts like that. This isn't supposed to be my whining, emo journal.
Anyway, after all that I spent the afternoon assembling my new table saw, which I will need later this afternoon to start cutting fence boards. Looking forward to that - using power tools to cut things in half is great therapy.
Worked the evening shift and ate homemade pizza - yum.
Got a nice fast 7km walk in this morning, so today has started well and I am feeling better. I want to hang on to that good feeling.
Good feeling, won't you stay with me, just a little longer...