It's Not Even 9am and My Tank Is Empty

pa·tience- [pey-shuhns]
–noun

1. the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

2. an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay: to have patience with a slow learner.
 
 
or as defined in SugarBritches world:
 
patience- something Ashley struggles with daily.
 
 
We are going on day 2 of the Arkansas Blizzard 2011. Which means no school even though the roads are pretty good. Which in turn translates to I am losing my ever loving mind. I worked most of the day yesterday leaving the husband to handle snow play and the all the wet clothes that go with it. But today its all mine.
 
And you know what...
 
I don't want to do it.
 
That is selfish of me but in being honest with myself I realize my patience is just gone. The tiny supply I had has been used up. I feel like I need to fill myself back up before I can give any more to anyone else. But that's not realistic, is it? I mean just now I had to pause writing this post to let Sugarbaby watch a YouTube video and to take the dog out.
 
I hurt my knee running and have been on a rest period for about a week. It is driving me absolutely batty. Running is my therapy, my glass of vino, my pressure valve release. I'm going to run today, on the treadmill, in my sauna of a house if it kills me.
 
But all this complaint about things I cannot change, where is it getting me? Nowhere really, but maybe just talking about the things that I am struggling with is enough.
 
Is anything bugging you this week?
 
Phil 2:14  Do everything without complaining or arguing.