Warning!!! Complaint central.

Although I have been a complainer ALL my life...I have been trying to keep my complaints to a minimum.  Nobody likes to be around someone who complains all the time.  But, as of late my complaint meter is spinning out of control.  I need to vent.  So, if you don't have it in you to read this then please move on...b/c this is complaint central for today only.  

I am so frustrated with our house situation that I could just scream!!!!  I mean it...I want to stand on the highest mountain and SCREAM  "God, where are you?"  "Please step in and save the day!!"  I am tired of being patient, I want some answers and I want them now!!  I am guessing you can tell from this statement that our showing didn't go well last week.  Well, the showing didn't necessarily go bad, the people that looked at the house just found something they like better.   I am SOOOOO getting tired of hearing that.  Well, all 12 times that the house has actually been looked at anyway.  Oh, except the one time that we got an offer that went something like this...

"We would like to buy your house for several thousand dollars less than what you are asking, but we can't really buy it right now.  Please keep it on hold for four months until we sell our house, oh and if, for whatever reason we decide we can't or don't want to buy it, please sign here so that we will get all our money back."

I have to say our record is just not that great and things are just not looking good for us right now.  We are now in a place that we are going to have to make some big decisions about this money sucking place we used to lovingly call, home.  Once again "GOD, WHERE ARE YOU?!!!!"  

Okay, phew, now that I have that off my chest I can move on to the next set of bad news.  I just found out today that Steve will be leaving for a three week class in August.  I know, I know, it's only three weeks, but I am not even settled in here yet.  Boo Hoo!!  

This, added to the already given, bad news, of an impending deployment next spring for anywhere from 6-12 months has me just....Well, to put it mildly in the dumps.  

Normally this would be the time that I would jump in and try to regain control of my emotions and cheer myself on to make it better for everyone, myself included.  But, today I just don't have it in me.  

So I am now opening up this complaint center.  If you have a complaint please add it to the comment section....b/c misery loves company.  

We're off to buy baseball cleats...another joyful event in my life....Shopping in the sporting goods store.  This was my last encounter with this testosterone filled place. 

I promise, I will be much better tomorrow!!  I am just a little shell shocked today.