I realize that when people say or do things, their intent is not to hurt or wound me. But there are times when I just take it that way, and on occasion, let them know it. It's not the best routine. I get wounded and strike back.

Today it got me sent to the naughty room at work.

I want to try to control that fire, or at least THINK about things before I say them. But it's hard.

It's on my list of things to work on.

I am, after all, a work in progress. But as I was reading on someone else's blog today, sometimes it just sucks to be a grown up.

Amen, sister.