So for the past several weeks each of my older two daughters have been going through a difficult time. The oldest has a husband of 4 years trying to decide if he wants to be married any more (they have two children) and my oldest got fired for no reason from her salon and the owner locked her out then removed her equipment to her own house to hold for ransom for money she says Amanda owes her but doesn't. So she had to file a civil suite against her but in the mean time can't work. So anyhow with all this stress and my own "issues" I have been a little on the unbalanced side. My therapist has been helping me to put boundaries up when dealing with my kids problems with coping techniques. As a result of all this my anxiety level has been going up steadily and anger is at a all time high. 

So the past two days I have been dealing fairly well and yesterday went to the med doc. I was actually in one of my coping moods along with a strong dose of humor when I saw her.

So why is a trip to the med doc is like a trip to the hair dresser? Cause when you make an appointment to get your hair done it's because you are not happy with your hair in some way then when the appointment time comes you have the best hair day ever! LOL

So when I went to the med doc yesterday and tried to describe what had been going on and how I was feeling she looked at the mood I was in and my humor was spilling out and she was like. "Well it seems to me like you are coping very well"......

Guess I'll make a hair appointment....