Frustrated.

Disclaimer: I need to use my blog as a personal rant space, so feel free to just skip to the next post if you don't want to listen to me vent.

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I am soooo frustrated. Do you ever feel like when you're feeling really happy about the way things are going, people (or a person) see that and try to ruin it for you?

I'm having so much fun right now. We're finally finishing our house and it's starting to feel like our home. I'm finally playing softball again - the one hobby that I love more than anything - after I didn't think I'd get the chance to after college. I'm starting to meet more people in the area, after most of mine & AJ's friends moved away after college. Football season is here. Work is busy, which is always good. We're about to refinance our house, which means more money in the bank, which means we're one step closer to our dream house.

I'm happy with my marriage. I'm happy with my family. I'm satisfied with where I'm at right now.

Things are good.

It irritates me, though, that it feels like someone is trying to bring me down.

At work, there's constantly something that someone has done wrong. Usually that someone is me. And usually it's not wrong. It's just done differently. Different than the way one person would prefer that it be done - whether that way makes the most sense or not. I'm starting to dread being here. I love what I do. I love coming to work. I don't like negative energy, and I hate that it's making me not want to come to work.

And this is the part that irritates me the most. I've always always always been friends with guys. Always. My friends in high school? 90% guys. The friends that I actively keep in touch with from college? 1 girl. Mostly guys. It's always been like that for me. And now that I'm meeting some new people, I have new friends - some girls, some guys.

Lately, I've felt like anytime I mention a new guy friend's name, I get an eye roll & a disapproving look in return. It's frustrating. I'm a talker. I talk about what I had for breakfast. What the cashier at Wal-Mart said to me. What happened on Gossip Girl last night. Naturally I talk about meeting one of my (male) teammates to look for baseball socks. And one of my (male) friends who owns the practice where I had an eye doctor appointment yesterday. One of my (male) friends who might be at the softball game tonight.

And everytime I do, I get a disapproving look. Or a comment.

I feel like I have to defend my every action. Hey, listen, I sent so-n-so a text message. But only because it's his birthday. I met up with so-n-so at the mall to look for some uniform socks. But we didn't intend to meet up. We were just there at the same time.

Frus.Tra.Ting. Down right irritating, I tell ya. AJ knows where I'm at. Who I'm with. He doesn't have a problem. Why should you? He knew my guy/girl friend ratio when he married me.

Rain clouds threatening my parade. Guess what? I brought an umbrella and rain boots. So rain all you want.

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Okay, I'm done ranting. If you've stuck with me this far, props to you. I'm not normally this irritable, but when someone pushes your buttons 15 times in a day, it will start to get to you. I'm going to try my best to let it roll off my back!