Angry.

There are days that I am just pissed.

Angry.

Mad at life.

Why?  No reason really and usually going to bed usually resets my internal bitch back to normal.

It's like magic really.

Last night it didn't work.  I'm hoping that another night's sleep will bring the magic.

I don't like feeling like I want to beat someone up, but it's even more annoying when there isn't a real reason behind it.  It's just a bunch of little stuff all piled up. 

As of Tuesday night my husband had already worked 44 hours this week.  Yes.  You read that correctly.  It sucks having to comfort a three year old that would only like to have his daddy around, doing daddy things.  I want him around doing husband things, like making out with me and grilling burgers with a beer in his hand. 

I have a few people in my life right now that are very skilled at not reciprocating the 'being there' portion of our relationship.  Guess what?  I think you're an asshole.  Guess what else?  I'd still be there if you needed me because I am not an asshole. 

My sister is going back to college on Sunday.  I can't tell you how much I will miss her.  I'm pretty sure she doesn't want help moving this year since last year I started the ugly cry right there in front of her dorm.     

Everytime I go to Walmart I see pregnant teenagers and it makes me cry like an idiot.  It sucks to want and be ready for a baby and not be able to have one. 

My house is pretty much one big "to do" list right now, I blame the adult ADD {that I have self diagnosed and probably don't really have} it is more like I don't know where to start some days.  I'm not sure where all of this stuff came from.  People, please quit buying us stuff I don't want to clean it up.

Finn is sick and I feel badly that on top of missing his daddy, there is nothing I can do to make him feel better. 

Whiny bitchy miserable people annoy me. 

The irony?  Not lost on me.

I have it good.  I know this.  But there are days that suck that come with the good. 

Just keeping it real.