Rough Week

The title says it all. This week has been long and stressful. I feel like I've got nothing accomplished. My house isn't necessarily a mess, but it's certainly not up to the way I like it. My dog has been driving me nuts, my roof has been leaking, Brian and I have been (what seems like) getting on each others nerves. It's just been great...not. I'm just feeling so down and discouraged. I don't really know what's going on with me. I know that I'm stressed out about where we live and finding another place to live. I'm stressed about work and how crappy it is and how I'd love to be able to find another job. Don't get me wrong, I know no work place is perfect, but if I could find something that's a little less customer service involved then I may feel a little better.

Brian is going on a short camping trip this weekend, and I was supposed to spend time with my good friend Stacy, but due to the dog I can't stay with her like I would have liked to. Brian can't really take him to camp with him because he'll be alone most of the time. They're going fishing and Brian doesn't want Radar there since he will most likely howl and bark while the men are doing their thing. It's kind of upsetting because I would like to have some girl time with Stacy. We haven't really been able to have a "girl night" because our husbands are always around and we have conflicting work schedules. That's one of the things that's kind of bothering me. I need to get some time away from home too. Maybe John will be able to go with the guys to camp more than Brian can and then Stacy and I can have our girls night. Dang dog.

I'm really annoyed about living here still. The other day I go into it with our new neighbor. They seem to think they're in control of the parking situation out in the parking lot. It's frustrating. They're loud and annoying and they're not the best neighbors in the world. (Not that Brian and I are the perfect neighbors, that's not what I'm saying) but a little common courtesy goes a long way. Have some respect. DUH.

Ugh. This whole week has been such a huge pain and I hope next week will be better.


Also, I haven't been feeling like God has been with me at all. I know that's horrible to say because I know He's always with me. I know a lot of it is my fault. I haven't been praying like I should be,  I haven't been reading my Bible like I should be. How do I expect to feel close to God if I don't make any effort to be close to Him. It's definitely my fault and I feel ashamed.