No kidding Cyclelops, WTF. When people I know complain about minor ailments, I want to slap them. I especially dislike people comparing their afflictions to mine. They really have no freaking idea. I also dislike it that people feel obligated to talk to me about my health. Come on, there is more to me than "my health" and I am sure that they do not find the conversation especially stimulating.

I also dislike having to try and explain why I am not capable of holding a job any longer. I am sure it is a bit strange when people see a 47YO woman with a mortgage, husband and no children not working. Many times people probably think that I am lazy. Though I am far from that. I started working for money when I was old enough to babysit, cut grass and run errands. I then worked all through HS and college. My parents could not really afford to send me to college, so my husband and I paid for my night school tuition for many years.

Boy, this has really turned into a rant.

Sorry about venting, guess i needed to...

Mere