Being a Jerk

Today I basically felt like a jerk all day. Those days are the worst. Being a parent is super hard and I've somehow transitioned to the phase were I have to use stern tones and say no and all I can think is I'm horrible at this. I hope I get the hang of this. I'm scared of turning into my mother, that is my biggest fear-maybe that's everyone's fear?

I've become so good at sewing fast and efficiently that I wish there were a reality competition show that put average everyday casual sewing people against factory garment workers from other countries. I would DOMINATE. I have made so much stuff in such little time it's almost kind of like it just manifests out of thin air. Did I ever dare dream that one day I would become a sewing Wizard?

I'm so thankful for the so far mild winter, my health-my families health. So far so good. I would like to make it through a year without a very sad death. I'm ready for a year with out one since it's been a while. Just a boring year even, a regular year that just came and past and no one did anything but just lived would be amazing. That is my hope not my expectation. Just something I'm throwing up to the gods in hopes that maybe they can squeeze it in, one last solid. Other then that I'm grateful for coffee today even though I complained to my doctor how I was peeing constantly and had to admit to the whole pot of coffee I drank. I never put the correct amount of drinks per week on my physical form, I always say 3 cause that's how many the perfect will powered Carrie would have.