No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Ouch!  I pulled something at Rodeo rehearsal last night and now my butt hurts.  It’s not serious and will probably be better by my next rehearsal but still it’s no fun right now.  Hurts to stand up or walk.

Yesterday was pretty good.  Went to the grocery store at lunch and started chili in the crock pot so there was no time to pick up flooring.  Maybe I’ll get a chance today.  I also didn’t get a chance to measure the bullnose in the bathroom but, once again that’s no big deal because I don’t even have time to get to it right now.

After running out to the store and putting food on to make sure everyone was fed before having to head back to the ballet studio at 5:30pm, the kid pulls me aside and tells me that she can’t eat my food because it gives her stomach trouble.  Dana told me not to get upset about it but in all honesty I did.  I feel kind of badly because I think that it made the kid a little self-conscious but then again I don’t because both of them gang up on me constantly about everything I do.   

It would be one thing if this was a one off thing but there’s some kind of complaint every time I do anything nice so it sort of hurts my feelings.  It’s not like I’m tremendously proud of my cooking but it’s not bad.  Also, I’m not doing all this because it’s a passion of mine.  I’m doing these things to try to make life easier for everyone else so fine, don’t eat my food.  I’m out of the cooking for everyone business and I don’t care if that makes everyone upset because the alternative doesn’t work.

Tonight I’m going to try to clean some of the pool.  It really needs to happen but I’m not sure how much I will be able to accomplish because an old friend of my mom’s is stopping by for a visit.  Sadly, I’m not looking forward to this visit because I feel that this person has lost their mind and I’m not sure what we’re going to talk about but I have a feeling the conversation is going to be difficult. 

Also, the dog needs to stop whining at night.  I guess I’m going to have to lock him in the garage or a bathroom so I can get some sleep.  He does this every night and it keeps me from going to sleep until I just get up and pour a shot which is not what I want to be doing right now.  Bad habits are hard enough to break without insane people and high maintenance dogs disrupting things.