I sometimes wonder if I have a couple of personalities. In a working position of authority I can stand up to the challenge, can convey to people my requests and successfully get the job done, but, put me at home with a grumpy old man and I scream so bad inside that I am shrivelling up to nothing. Why is it that I can’t be the authoritarian at home? Why do I let him do this to me? Maybe its my peace at all cost mentality…maybe its the part of me that doesn’t want to hurt someone’s feelings (but its ok to do it to me…mmmm )..Have this feeling that when I finally get to leave my friends would of moved on and I will be one lonely gal.