On the eve of our uninvited guest arriving…i have let her zap my energy.
This is the first place I have gone wrong…I HAVE LET HER.
I have let my mind wander to scenarios that may arise during her stay and I have become depressed thinking about it.
Darn it..I have ruined my own freakin day.
Part of me wants to be assertive and roll with the punches tomorrow. Standing my ground on all of the verbal vomit that will be flung about ….the other part of me wants to hop on a plane to Mackay to visit friends and let Darling Husband deal with her.
I really do not like confrontation. But I hate being walked all over and treated badly as well.
So…alas…I lay here on the couch having my Nanny Rest googling Big Girls Undies.
I found this badge I need…
Do you wear your big girls undies everyday … Or reluctantly put them on when heading into a war zone??