Falling off the wagon...

Well tonight my first new years resolution hit the floor. Go with the flow. Yep - it's official. I cannot go with the flow.

I'm not a rigid person for the most part - but I hate having my plans changed. I TRY to be accommodating, but tonight I was pushed past my limit.

Now nothing major happened, but it was just the situation. And part of me feels like I over reacted (I probably did), but part of me also feels the old adage, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me.

I tend to take responsibility for a lot of things, regardless of whether or not they're my fault. I can rationalize most things into being my fault, this one included. But it doesn't mean I'm any less frustrated.

For some reason, today I feel like I'm being tested. Let's see how far we can push Fat Girl before she snaps. I don't really snap though. I shatter. It rarely happens, I can take a lot, but right now, I'm kind of at that point... even the tiniest thing could be THE THING that blows up my whole world.

I guess I really can't go with the flow.