michelle

I really enjoy reading and want to be in a book club. My sister lives in california and says it is so fun. I moved “down the bayou” last year and the only people I really know is people associated with my sons friends, aftercare or school. I think this is a good way to make friends and have time to socialize with other people other then my husband, son or co-workers. I have know idea how to do it but seems fun.

ok i went and got everything, i thought i needed to make some aprons (seemed to be simple, lol). i cut out the pattern, etc. then I realized I have know idea how to thread the sewing machine. Making this happen is a new mission now.

I have a problem understanding where the hell he’s coming from. One minute we are fine the next I am the worst thing ever (or so it feels). He hates the way i cook but I am not cajun & dont want to ONLY eat gumbo & chicken stew. I dont understand him & these mood swings. I think sometimes when hes feeling bad about himself he wants me to feel bad too. I am tired of not being able to have a conversation that ends with him saying “You dont know how to do that” or “how do you think I feel”. I love him but I want my husband back. He goes from one extreme to the other.