Okay, nothing new for me but Mom made a point of pushing every single one of my buttons today with a 15lbs sledge hammer. Doing the dishes this morning, (a victory by her standards as a result of her tantrum earlier) I kept holding the fugly football shaped glasses and wanting to smash it against the side of the white sink just to see how bad bad could get. I know that’s wanting to cause myself harm but I really don’t think I would nut-up to do it. At least not today, I have a hair appointment. My calendar is free next Saturday.