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11-15-2014, 01:11 PM
I am in a large first floor apartment with my family including my mother-in-law and my daughter (maybe).
I have a riproaring tantrum—I am late for work for my first appointment of the day, I can't find my coat and cell phone. I am frantic, panicked and furious, and my sisters are not helping me at all and are getting in the way, and wanting to talk to me about Dad. Dad comes through dressed in a bathrobe, but standing and walking on his own, very lucid and I note this in the midst of my fury about everything else.
I have done something nice for my mother-in-law, given her flowers or something. So part of my experience is occupied with positive occurences in the midst of yelling at people and utter fury and frustration. I look at the clocks, it is 10:30 AM and I realize I am supposed to be starting with my first client RIGHT NOW! And I am not even dressed. GRRR!! What to do?!
I wake up and it IS 10:30, but it is Wednesday and I don't have to go in. (Yay)
I have a riproaring tantrum—I am late for work for my first appointment of the day, I can't find my coat and cell phone. I am frantic, panicked and furious, and my sisters are not helping me at all and are getting in the way, and wanting to talk to me about Dad. Dad comes through dressed in a bathrobe, but standing and walking on his own, very lucid and I note this in the midst of my fury about everything else.
I have done something nice for my mother-in-law, given her flowers or something. So part of my experience is occupied with positive occurences in the midst of yelling at people and utter fury and frustration. I look at the clocks, it is 10:30 AM and I realize I am supposed to be starting with my first client RIGHT NOW! And I am not even dressed. GRRR!! What to do?!
I wake up and it IS 10:30, but it is Wednesday and I don't have to go in. (Yay)