Blah! I'm cranky and crabby and I'm yelling at Dave and at the computer. I'm too frickin' hot and it's April...and I'm not even big yet. I'm exhausted. I'm sick of not knowing where we'll live in June or what we'll be driving or if I'll be teaching summer school. I'm sick of work. I'm sick of being strict with my kids and not just having fun. I'm sick of snapping at them when they do or say dumb things (which happens a lot when you're 7). I'm sick of apartments. I'm sick of Arizona. I'm sick of not seeing my friends and family. I'm sick of getting up at 5:00 a.m. (which has quickly become snoozing until 5:35). I'm sick of stupid dying phones!!!At least I don't have to work at McDonald's tomorrow.
1 comment:
oh man, I hope you feel better soon!!
i pictured dave in a corner. hugging his knees. his face buried in his lap. shaking and rocking back and forth as you wrote this blog.
if it helps, my doctor told me the cure all for all those ultra highs in the mood swingy department are rich, delicious carbs. the cure for the ultra lows are uhh, um, "satisfaction". no joke! and it really, really did help me out.
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