Some kind of joke

Why can't I get peace? I ask for time in solitude and I get the most frustrating person in my life in my space. Is this some sort of karma? Is it a joke? I'm not laughing. I know that this challenge is what needs to be faced. But every week it is another thing that puts me off balance. Why must he be here? Why must he chose this moment to do what he could be doing another time. It is breaking my balls. That is a new thing for me, the phrase "breaking my balls", it sounds better in Italian. Most of everything sounds better in Italian. Patience is what I repeat to myself every time I find myself getting angry. I am going to continue my life as if he isn't here. That is what I did this whole week and it worked out great. But this morning before the reading of my Nonna's testament, he shares probably the most horrible news I have heard since being here. That he might stay until July 15th or that he will come back July 14th. What in the hell is he thinking? What is his problem? Hasn't he messed up my life enough!? Okay. Just had to get that out. Off to meditation and tea drinking I go. My mind is strong, my health is good and I will continue to move on my path of... whatever my path is.