March 01, 2008
Hey Kids! What Day Is It?
Sorry I didn't post yesterday.
Well, no, actually I'm not sorry. Fuck it!
That was my theme yesterday, and I took full advantage of it. I didn't do any laundry, did no housework, and with the exception of taking care of Daughter I spent most of the day watching this on DVD, since my VCR ate my VHS version.
Oh yeah, and I also watched the weather and panicked that Son would be hours late getting home from school, but as it turns out he was only ten minutes late.
Why the mood, you ask? Well, quite simply I've reached my saturation point with a couple things in my life and just decided to say "FUCK IT!"
This situation with the school district pissed me off when, on the a website for parents and concerned taxpayers, I made the suggestion that maybe this calender we get every year should be cut. How many senior citizens or home schooling families don't really give a fart about conferences and days off? And they can't go to the feckin' dollar store to buy a damn calender?
I'd stated, stupidly I know, that I get calenders from G'burg because I'm part of the preservation group. That drew jeers of a sort from one poster on the site, which really ratcheted up the pissed off factor.
Don't EVER pick on my passion for history. I don't pick on your NASCAR love, do I? Bugger off, asshole.
At which point I said "Fuck it."
And then...AND THEN! Oh, this situation with our church has really become one big, festering, grody zit that popped all over the bathroom mirror. Apparently, once again, I said something to someone and they got their feelings hurt and I am causing "unnecessary emotional turmoil for the church."
Bull-fucking-shit.
What did I say? At this point it doesn't matter, and I won't delve into details that could get me into even more trouble.
Husband was pissed, and believe me when I say it takes a lot to piss that man off.
In short, a call that I made to try to soothe the feelings of one person turned out to come back and bite me in the arse. I would love to be able to post all that correspondence between Pastorman and Husband, but I don't want to violate anymore "rules." Well, I don't want Husband to get mad at me, screw the feckin' pastor.
To say that Husband and I are angry and hurt would be an understatement. I'm being held up as a Jezebel of sorts, seemingly responsible for strife in a church congregation...and I just don't see it. Husband said that even if I hadn't called this person (out of concern and compassion), Pastorman would have found something else totally bogus to hold over our heads.
Needless to say, neither of us is all that eager to go to any church at this point. As much as I hate to say it, I can now better understand why some out there are so anti-religion. My faith in the Lord has not been shaken, but any kind of faith or trust in a church is gone.
Have a great weekend!!!
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