My husband misplaced our daughter's bear one night last week. He couldn't remember if he had put it in the car when he picked her up from the sitters. I had to drive country roads & look in ditches with a flash light for my daughter beloved bear. I thought I was going to have to bury him in the backyard, vertically, up to his neck. (We found it - at home - in plain sight. Go figure)
I hate it when I work all day and arrive home to a house full to two cranky people that have been at odds with each other all day. I blame the full moon.
It snowed. Yesterday. 4 days before the start of May. What the fuck.
I wish life would stop handing me lemons. I am really not a fan of lemonade. Hand me me coffee beans. At least then I could make coffee.
I am tired of being poor. And, if one more person tells me that I am rich in life I just might have to club them in the head with a baseball bat.
I have been on a diet for 6 weeks now. This is in addition to giving up soda and baked goods of all kinds for lent, prior to the last 6 weeks. I have lost a total 15 pounds. Have I mentioned that I am miserable? I want to do nothing but eat - so in place of eating I drink water. Which means not only am I miserable, but I am miserable and have to pee all the time.
There has been nothing on TV lately. This is no inclusive of the almost 80 hours of television I have recorded to our DVR to watch. Its all stuff I enjoy to watch - but, yet, I sit and whine that there is nothing to watch, because, well, I am not in the mood to watch what is on.
Did I mention that I am also, in addition to the diet, am trying to quit smoking. SO, I guess that makes me a miserable person constantly seeking a bathroom to relieve my over worked bladder while wishing I had a Camel Light. Want to come hang out with me?