I told Master crazy was coming. Doesn't that count for something?!
See, one problem -and it's not really a big deal...or it shouldn't be- is that Master is no longer receiving my posts via email. He is logging on to Blogger. Which isn't the problem. The problem is that I don't know he is reading. I know he reads his email and I don't know that he will log on and read here. So I've asked him a few times if he has read here, and he won't tell me. Which drives me crazy. I need to know he reads here! And that he cares about what I have to say. I know deep down that he does care and he probably has logged on, but what if he hasn't?! What's the point if he doesn't read?!
Anyway, I wrote Master a letter about a problem we have been having, an on going problem, a problem that has been a problem for months, and I still can't get it right. I digress. This letter sat on the counter for awhile without him reading it...and I blew up. He's not reading anything I write!!! i.e. He doesn't care!!! The damn thing hadn't even been there for twenty-four hours. See, I'm crazy. Totally effing crazy.
To make matters worse, Master read the letter and misunderstood it, so we argued, which sent me to another level of crazy (off my rocker crazy) . And so we have my last post.
Seriously, I really don't know if I can handle this. The way I acted was uncalled for. I'm just so upset with myself. And I'm upset with Master. And everyone is wrong and I am right!