Frustrations!! Grr!!

I'm the type of person who will plan things out and when it doesn't go the way I want it to go, I break down. As it was yesterday while I was sitting in my new painted bathroom crying.

Yesterday was a crazy day. Well, the past week has been crazy. I've been trying to paint and decorate my bathroom and paint and install my new front door and trying to get my house clean. It seems like there is no end in site. When I got home from work Hutch's sister and her fiance were coming over to use our computer. Since I hadn't met her fiance I stayed in the computer room with them and visited while she did her homework on the computer. Then the phone rings and it's my visiting teaching companion telling me that she made an appointment for 6:30 (it's about 6:26 when she called) so I rushed Tif and Yannick out the door and did my visiting teaching. After I got back home from visiting teaching I left again to stop at a friends house. They were not home. I then went to the store to get stuff for dinner. I flew back home and started dinner. It's about 8pm or so by now. While I was out I had Hutch call the guy we're going to ask to install our new front door (I wanted to get it put in on Saturday morning) but he is out of town until Saturday. While dinner is cooking I go into the bathroom and start pulling up the tape. Doing so I realize what a bad painter I am. Not only is the paint uneven and splotchy at places but I should have pulled the tape up sooner so now the paint is starting to come up with the tape a bit. My blue stripe is not a clean line because the paint leaked under the tape. On top of all of that I realize that I haven't started painting my front door red yet (primer is done though), my house is a disaster, the dishes need to be done, Hutch is sick, and we are having an Elders Quorum party at our house on Saturday. I lost it. There's just too much! By today I wanted to have the first coat of paint on the door done and my bathroom already put back together so tonight would just be cleaning. But that's not going to happen. After I settled myself down I walked out of the bathroom and turned off the light, not going in it or near it the rest of the evening. I go back into the kitchen and finish dinner. It's about 9:15 when it's done. I only ate a little because it's too late to eat much. I go to bed, dreading what disasters will take place the next day.

So today's plan will be to get the rest of the tape off of the walls in the bathroom and to NOT care what it looks like. To put my bathroom room together and to clean my house. If people go into my bathroom and analize the shatty job, they will be kicked out of my house. The door will have to be put on the back burner (AGAIN) because there just isn't enough time for a girl to get everything done. So is life. And it sometimes sucks!