I need to get today off my chest. Because I wanna eat the kitchen because I feel out of control and unable to fix a problem. I am a "fixer" by nature or is it nuture? Not sure. But my dear daughter is in quite a predicament. And I want to "fix the wagon" of the perpertrator. The little she-devils are on my daughters competitive volleyball team. I will call the main perp Lucy for short..a lady lucifer...to make things easy. Lucy decides to lie to my daughter and try to get her to do her assigned job during the tourney so she could be queen bee for the day.My daughter calls her on the foul and finds out that Lucy was lying. She confronts Lucy and then comes to me in tears upset because she is not used to confrontation and bold face liars. It breaks my heart in two to know that this little Lucy is a user and so is her mother. During the entire tournament they bad mouth the coaches, the club owner and anyone that will listen. Yet, for some reason little Lucy always comes out smelling like a rose and getting her way. Little Lucy throws attitude (all which has been noted by the coaches and the club owners) but yet they say she has "good hands". Lucy has them under her spell. Lucy pouts, crys and literally throws fits on the court to get her way. We have one very young nerdy coach that is enamored by little Lucy that he can't see the tree through the forest. It is quite inappropriate that a 19 year old is so fond of this 15 year old but I guess that is our MTV world. It is all so frustrating and makes me wanna eat the kitchen and all that is in it. I am not sure what to do about little Lucy and her little wanna be satans...wait for the good to overcome evil I suppose. But that is so hard! Life lessons suck. So here I am venting and hoping that one day I can forgive and forget about this fiasco and move on. And not hit every drive thru window the rest of this week.
On a more positive note...I have not eaten the entire contents of the kitchen and I did not go overboard eating this weekend...even though I know that I don't have much (if any restriction) at all with my band. I know that next Monday will be the day that will change the future as Baby Lilly does her job the way she is supposed too. And helps me become the person that I want to become. Maybe I will also learn how to not be so controlling and let go and not try to fix everything. This is going to be a long process.
Oh and I did get a most wonderful comment from my daughter and my "adopted" daughter. They said my face looked thinner today and that my jacket looked better cuz it was not tight anymore. I can feel a difference in my clothes. All a bonus.
Now that I have vented, I don't need the refrigerator. And I don't need to be a bi&%$. That would be putting myself at the same level as Lucy and her mother. Right?? Only time will tell if I can be the better person and not let my inner Lucy take over.
May this week be better.