To Share or Not To Share. That Is The Question.

Well, this evening we had quite a dilemma. This is how it played out...

We were leaving the grocery store, we hop into the car and my husband begins to share one of his many stories at work. Meanwhile, my daughter is sitting in the backseat.

He carries on and I begin to realize that this story needs to be left for another time. You know, when it's just him and I!! I even share this tid bit of info but it goes completely unheard.

By the time we get home, I'm heated and my daughter is laughing. I'm not! My husband is annoyed because of the story he just shared. Like living it out all over again. I understand his frustration cause he deals with this stuff on a daily basis. I understand cause I deal with it too, just in different places and not while I'm at work.

I know there are so many people these days that need to get their act together and stop causing problems. I am having a problem dealing with them. Normally I would mouth off and vent, rant and rave but now that I am trying to get right with God, I'm trying to be a better person about it. Not only that, I'm trying to set a good example for my child.

You know that saying, "you can't teach an old dog new tricks". It's hard to change after all these years. I've been set in my ways a very. long. time. But now I am trying to be a better person and teach my child it's NOT okay to talk bad about people, even when they do the stupid things they do. We all make mistakes though. Again, some people make these mistakes knowing it and not caring in the process. That's my husbands problem, mine too but again, I am now trying to ask God to help me in this process to try and be a better person.

Is it really going to do me any good complaining about it? Is it really going to do me any good stressing about it? If anything, my nerves are rattled, mad as heck while these people are off in their own little world, carrying on with their day. Probably happy and not knowing, or caring for that matter, that I'm mad at what they just did.

So, which brings me to this. I'm trying to teach my child this bad mouthing is not okay. I was so mad by the time we got home, I had to sit my child aside because she thought what her daddy was telling me, not her, was so funny. I was also mad because I need him to share these venting moments while she's in bed, not in the backseat of the car.

As I've said before, I'm a work in progress and I'm finally seeing little changes in myself.

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Oh yeah, and I'm bring back Fabulous Foto Friday this Friday! I'll just be doing it for myself but if I get enough people wanting to share their FFF, then maybe I'll bring it back all together.