Thank goodness

My little high from earlier this week was deflated yesterday when I had to put my foot down, call someone out and lay down the law. I don't like to do that, lay down the law, that is. I don't like to primarily because I don't want to be the bad guy. And often the real bad guy doesn't ever 'fess up to being bad, so the one who had to bring it all together, had to put her foot down and call it like it is ends up taking the rap. It's not fair, but life isn't fair and fair isn't equal.

Anyone that knows me also knows that it takes a bit for me to explode. I didn't explode, but I did hold my ground; didn't let anyone off the hook and essentially moved the whole thing forward with my brute strength and perseverance. That good, right? Then why am I the bad guy?

I'm left grumpy, second guessing myself and wondering why the heck I even care. So, now I am doing a lot of deep breathing, and yesterday I did a lot of tongue biting instead of tongue lashing.

Thank goodness it's Friday. Thank goodness the plumbing is working. It's a good thing that my friendly LYS owner is going to help me out of a pickle on my nearly completed luv red sweater. Thank goodness I had pecan pancakes for breakfast. Thank goodness I got a larger card for my camera so I can play with it this weekend. Thank goodness.