Today I’m picking up from Jo’s bad day yesterday – Blah – as my day was pretty blah too.
It was a day of bad meetings – people not showing up, people avoiding appropriate paths for discussions and people “putting me in it”! By the time I left work I was fuming. To then miss the train. To then get home to find that Kid1 has gone to soccer training (in our current snap of icy weather) and I have to go back out to get her.
While Jo mentioned not being the ‘superwoman’ she wants to be, and occasionally crumbling with the pressure, I unfortunately can tend to release my frustrations on my family.
Which I did last night.
It was not pretty, and it’s not something I’m proud of.
So my sincere apologies for the cracks in my love for you. While I love my family most dearly, they definitely bear the brunt of crap I face elsewhere. And I do understand that an abundance of apologies doesn’t cover all cracks.
I should redirect my frustrations elsewhere. Perhaps I need one of these.