Excuses, Excuses, Excuses....

I hate excuses.... I do not know if it is the result of me pledging and the negative connotation of excuses being one of the many lessons drilled into my brain or if its because its something my father has always told me he had no intention of humoring. Whatever the case may be I truly hate excuses and have no patience or energy to deal with them....

I try not to be judgemental I try very hard to let people do what they feel is best for them and let everyone live their own life. However, I have a person in my life right now bringing so....much negative energy my way and I promised myself I would steer clear of negativity at all cost whether it me family, a close friend, or my worse enemy so why I still allow this person to eat at my sole I dont know. She is 7 months pregnant by a married man who left his wife a few years ago to be with her. They now live together but from day one he has shown nothing but disrespect, for her by cheating lying and refusing to leave his wife.... But I guess you cant expect much from a man who cheats on his wife right? I just cant deal with the situation anymore its draining and heartbreaking and sad to see someone deal with such ridiculousness when they deserve so much BETTER. I promised myself no negativity and I really need to seperate myself from this situation.

Patience is a Virtue

Growing up the above statement is something I heard on a daily basis from my dad. It was his way to train to understan this was an essential tool in life in order to achieve any success. So one one think after 24 years of hearing this same statement over and over it would in fact be instilled in my brain. The jokes on my dar old dad because patience is something I truly lack and strive daily to try to achieve. Everytime I think I have gotten a step further in that department I feel like something occurs to put my back at my starting point.

This has been a rough week for me. I work at a job I truly hate. I know hate is a strong word but that pretty much sums it up i despise it the thought of going makes me sad and unhappy. How is this different this week one might ask? Well I am waiting on a job I want really bad and my patience is non existent as I obsessively think about it and check my emails seeing if this great change in my life has arrived in my email. I know its in Gods hands and all I can do is pray but the effect this job has on my daily life has become really emotionally draining.

I am also craving QT time with my husband a friend and I were talking about our husbands and its so funny what men consider time together like us sitting on the bed both on laptops in our own worlds lol or us simply being in the house together although i am on the 3rd and he is in the basement and we dont see each other for hours. NEWS FLASH this is not spending time together in fact its anything but.

I dont know its just been one of those week and as a result I am craving patience because it would simply ease my mind and elp me understand good things come to those who wait and all things happen in due time.

On that night I am going to sleep....