I had/have no plans for today's blog...at all....oops. I usually get inspired for what I want to write about when it gets to be around 9:30 p.m. Not so tonight. No inspiration might lead it's way into some venting. I also can't spell half my words right on the first try.
I think this is the culprit:
I think the other part of my lack of inspiration is that while I started today in a fairly good mood, it got totally killed early afternoon by the Mister.
I've got 2 reasons to be grumpy: stupid skin was working overdrive to be as oily as it could in as short a time as possible (the Mister said I pretty much looked hideous today...thanks...not!) and I'm sick of cooking the same 2-3 dishes that are the only ones he ever will eat. I want variety, he claims the variety I want is stupid and to stick with only things similar to what he grew up with. I may or may not have done a lot slamming of cupboard doors and mental yelling today. I won't admit either way....
I am happy that I go see the dermatologist on Friday, since neither prescription I'm using is working (I actually think they are working against each other) and I can't get the oiliness under control. Everything I use claims to be oil-control: toner, moisturizer, primer, foundation, powder and a spray. About 3 hours later, I am sooo shiny... and I've got breakouts and other yucky spots...whether I bother a spot or not, it leaves a mark...for weeks/months... I almost feel like I'm on my way back to where I was a couple of years ago with how much my skin is misbehaving. It's all rather depressing... I hope she has some new options when I go see her.
Hmmm...between yesterday's hair issues post and today's post of some more issues, I feel like all I'm doing is complaining. Sorry about that. I really hope I can get out of my dark mood before my birthday in a few days... I suppose that I'm hoping that some venting will help me work my way out of my funk.
Anyway, I'm off to go clean my face and maybe use a mask...or maybe I'll just curl up in bed after washing my face.