I've tried to come a long way in how much I complain.
I really have.
But today is the day where I don't give a hoot.
I. am. tired.
Annnd quite irritable.
My dang son was up from 1:30 - 4:15.
Not the baby.
Then the baby woke at 5.
Then I was up at 8.
I am kinda hating today.
I spent the last 3 days in a row, cleaning.
But it always ends up messy again.
My sink is full of dishes.
I start day dreaming about a house.
How I will arrange things.
Colors of paint.
then that stress kicks in.
How will financing go?
Will it really work?
I am stressed now, and we haven't even started the process.
I like this basement but I don't want to rent forever.
I get tired of being irritated about things.
I wish I could change how easily I get annoyed.
I get angry that I am angry!
Trey is on outfit #4 from drool and spit up.
Also pissing out of his diaper.
He could probably use some attention but here I am.
I am off to lay down for a while.
Maybe just drink some more diet soda.