One of Those Days

Those days that the people around you, the ones most involved in your life are total strangers. 

No secret I've been going through a remodel from hell. No secret that I am not at all happy with the way things have been going with it, or the people in my life.

Kinda all over except  the packing of bags and the slamming of doors.

But there are days when I wonder. Is it just me? Is it really that I'm difficult, and obtuse?

Today, I said curtains for the damned kitchen... I finally found a place that actually has the right sizes (multiple sized windows) and I picked three different ones. Said..."what do you all think?"

 My mistake...

 first I was lectured on how they needed to be white and not colored... then I was educated on why the color of curtain impacs the visual size of a room...

 and last but not least was further educated on how much I HAVE NOT done in the way of fitting everything in as far as the structure of the room goes.

Now me being of a sarcastic nature I just have to fan the flames...

End result is I ordered white frigging lace curtains for the damned room. (I loathe white curtains, I really really loathe white lace curtains) and to top it all off they aren't even the style I had wanted....

 Somewhere in all of this elevated debate I was informed that I don't know a damned tihng about anything (how do imanage to open doors>) and if i don't like being talked to like the village idiot then i can leave.

So i'm left sitting here wondering... is it me? 

Is this all just in my head? or are they really insulting me? Is it me? Or are they all really trying to get me to leave?

More and more I have these days....

 and I wonder...is it me? because if it's me, if i'm really that difficult, what do i do now?

Is it me and my persception of things? So far... I don't have any taste in clothes, music, art, books, conversation, humor, talent, skills of any kind,

Is it me? not in a good place right now...

 low moments being what they are.