Anger Management ..coming home.
The two hours did pass quickly and even though I found the first class a little slow. I was proud of myself for being there. I was finally facing a weakness head on and it was going to be an adventure.
During this time my family had also taken on another project of renovating our home. I would not suggest doing this at a time you are working on your anger. Renovations bring out its own unique stresses that aren’t always part of your everyday life.
Anyways, I returned home from my first class and immediately started yelling at everyone. My husband remarked, “I don’t think you should take anger management anymore it doesn’t appear to be working.”
Yelling is never the answer and you can express frustration in a calm voice but I wouldn’t learn that for a few more classes… (Actually I don’t think they formally taught that; some human courtesies are assumed.)
Here is my defense. We decided to do an epoxy flooring. It was relatively inexpensive and durable. We had done two rooms already and thought we had the way to obtain the desired color. I wanted an opaque white. We had purchased a pearl sheen to add to the epoxy and had painted the floor a white. We thought this effect would create a beautiful white with a pearl sheen that would be stunning. When I came home my beautiful pearl sheen was actually a disgusting peachy pink. But this is not what caused me to raise my voice. Not only was my new bathroom a horrid display of pink vomit but my husband and two children were flicking glow-in-the-dark epoxy all over the shower walls and ceiling and the rest of the glow-in-the-dark epoxy lay in a huge orb surrounding my toilet. The peach flooring was interrupted by a glow-in-the-dark ring around the base of the toilet. The scene was too much. I yelled.
I protested, “What are you doing?”
“Making a memory” replied my husband.
“This is awful. This shower looks disgusting,“ I insisted.
To which my husband replied, “It’s unique, it’s the only one in Lethbridge!”
“Yeah, I know why it’s the only one in Lethbridge. No one would want this. You are a professional painter, you wouldn’t do this to anyone’s home. Why are you doing it to ours?”
Actually the first time I told this story I realized how comical it is. But laughter was not my first reaction. Breaking down and crying probably wouldn’t have helped too much either.
But I am happy to report that we did not keep the glow-in-the-dark epoxy on the shower or surrounding the toilet. I don’t even think I took a picture of it. But to end this post I will share one of my favourite quotes…. From a beautiful lady..