Concessions and My Day

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Today has been a very bad day. Some of you might be aware that me and my older son have issues and can't live together. Yet he came and asked me if he could come back a few days ago. He was kicked out of his place because he's going to have surgery and his roommate didn't think he would be able to come up with the rent. So knowing things could go bad, and knowing he had nothing else, I said yes. Since he moved back I've been making one concession after another. With a dead computer I was using my laptop in the living room. He needed his sleep so I had to move. I moved to the kitchen, but that proved useless, and decided to try the office. We had gotten into an argument about my using the office and he said he could find a way to put everything in my office into a neat and orderly fashion. I don't take too well to people ordering my life. As it is I am in the office and it's not the best of situations for me at present. I keep blowing a fuse. I've unplugged everything I can in here just to be able to work in here. Now to give you an idea of what I dealt with this morning - I need a light on in order to work. The overhead has a short and doesn't work so I have a lamp on my desk that is bright and works perfect for me. The doorway to the office is the living room where he sleeps. He doesn't like the light because he said it's too bright and wanted me to turn it off or find a dimmer one. Yes, I blew my own circuit board this morning. I have conceded at every turn. I was angrier than I have been in a long time. I was ready to throw him out again, and even suggested that, but he came back with the fact he had nowhere else to go. I grabbed my jacket and hat and left. I was gone for two hours calming down. Yes, I conceded once again. I stopped at Family Dollar and bought a blackout curtain to put over the doorway to the office. I need to buy one more as it doesn't fit all the way across. I then moved the lamp on my desk so he couldn't see it. If I have to concede one more thing, I might end up in prison. Needless to say I've been depressed and crying most of the day. My younger son needed his sleep because he works tonight and we were arguing at the top of our lungs. He yelled at both of us. That's when I just left for two hours and tried to find a place I could just park the car and calm down. It's going to be a long three months, as I'm estimating how long he's going to be here. He's having hernia surgery next month. Then I blew a circuit in here. He had left, my son was asleep, and I couldn't work for two hours. Not a good day. Sorry to bring you my sad tale of woes. I hope yours has been much better. Thanks for reading.