Friday, January 13, 2012

I love you, but...

God, my children can really get on my nerves sometimes.

First thing this morning, my son was pissed at me because I bought him new jeans and they're long on him.  It doesn't matter to him that once he has his sneakers on they're fine.

Nope, he just wants to give me stress first thing in the morning.

Awesome.

My daughter enjoys giving me a hard time first thing in the morning, too, except she does it by being unbelievably slow.

Some days it takes her 10 minutes just to put socks on!!

Today, she poked around so much that she barely had time to brush her hair and she got as far as putting toothpaste on her toothbrush and putting it in her mouth before the bus came.

I pushed her out the door with toothpaste still in her mouth... which I told her to just swallow.

She didn't even finish her yogurt this morning, so I'm making her eat it for lunch... it's been almost 2 hours and she still isn't done yet.

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This morning was worse than usual, I think, mostly because not only did the husband take a mental health day, but when I looked outside, there was a very thin layer of white shit on the grass and our cars.

I loathe winter.

I hate the cold and snow.

When I wake up to see snow, I curse Mother Nature.  If she was a real person, I would cause her severe physical harm... because she's an evil, heartless bitch.

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Back to the husband being home today... it doesn't bother me much... but I am a creature of habit.

When my routine gets all thrown off during the week with someone here that is usually somewhere else, my whole day feels off.

Even if that person isn't really interfering with my routine.

It doesn't make much sense, but that's how I feel.

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My best friend called me first thing this morning while on her way to work to tell me about an interview with Jordan Knight that she heard on the radio.

I love waking up to things that make me laugh.

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I love my daughter, but she really needs to stop this whole growing up thing...

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