Well work has not gotten any better with my boss now channeling his boss' ill feelings towards me. This means that this week will be a battle, which has me exhausted. I just want to do my job, not deal with the petty falsehoods that keep getting thrown at me.
I was happy to have taken Friday off. I sorely needed a day off after everything. I was going to head to the beach but my Dad offered up pool time and I accepted. The ladies were heading to Boston so it was man day at the pool, plus me.
Things started off ok with hot weather and a perfect pool temp. There were plenty of beers flowing and not a lot of food. I was not in any mood to drink at all. The day was a lot of fun, but definitely took a turn for the worse. My brother and father decided to have it out. Nothing quite like two stubborn, lubricated with beer, Irishmen and a wrong (perceived or real). I, being an equally stubborn but stone cold sober Irish girl decided to break things up. The men in my family are know for their temper and while I have that temper, it rarely comes to the surface. It was in full force breaking up my brother and Dad. I got my brother to my car and took him home. The whole time all I wanted to do was eat my hot dog as I was starving.
Luckily my hot dog was unscathed and even better with a boatload of adrenaline in my system. It is not one of my high points having to break up my Dad and brother from a fight, but I am glad I was there. I will be sending both of them the bill for my massage this weekend and my next 5 yoga classes :-)
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