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I am seriously in the mood for a tantrum. A good old-fashioned stomp-your-feet-yell-at-the-top-of-your-lungs-cry-for-the-moon-kind of fuss.
My only full day off has come and gone in the blink of an eye. Apartment hunting is no fun without the SO to give me his feedback as I walk through empty rooms. My taxes are not difficult to do but this year, I actually have forms, etc that must find their way into my return. I went online for help but my paranoia skyrocketed when the online service I was using wanted old tax info, etc. I didn't do any laundary. The thought of going back to work is so mentally exhausting that I want to climb into bed and stay there for about a month. I want my mommy. >_<
Actually, I want to be *like* her. She and my dad never worry about anything. Living paycheck to paycheck makes me NUTS. I worry about bills and my future and the fate of the nation. None of these things have EVER bothered them. They supported four kids, were never able to save much money, and now in their retirement are completely carefree and unconcerned. Who the Hell gave me the "uptight" chromosome?!?! I never used to be like this...I used to be like them. Suck!
Alright. Give it back. Whoever stole my sense of humor give it back this instant.
In slightly better news, I bought some multi-vitamins for my lethargy (I should have bought some Valium while I was at it...) and the Kid and I went for a dee-licious Japanese dinner of unagi, mirugai, and kani sushi as well as katsudon and unadon. Mmmm.
*grumble*
PS Humble thanks to those of you who read this far and big huggies for those of you who read this far and did not automatically think "whiny be-otch."
LOL...
*pout*
My only full day off has come and gone in the blink of an eye. Apartment hunting is no fun without the SO to give me his feedback as I walk through empty rooms. My taxes are not difficult to do but this year, I actually have forms, etc that must find their way into my return. I went online for help but my paranoia skyrocketed when the online service I was using wanted old tax info, etc. I didn't do any laundary. The thought of going back to work is so mentally exhausting that I want to climb into bed and stay there for about a month. I want my mommy. >_<
Actually, I want to be *like* her. She and my dad never worry about anything. Living paycheck to paycheck makes me NUTS. I worry about bills and my future and the fate of the nation. None of these things have EVER bothered them. They supported four kids, were never able to save much money, and now in their retirement are completely carefree and unconcerned. Who the Hell gave me the "uptight" chromosome?!?! I never used to be like this...I used to be like them. Suck!
Alright. Give it back. Whoever stole my sense of humor give it back this instant.
In slightly better news, I bought some multi-vitamins for my lethargy (I should have bought some Valium while I was at it...) and the Kid and I went for a dee-licious Japanese dinner of unagi, mirugai, and kani sushi as well as katsudon and unadon. Mmmm.
*grumble*
PS Humble thanks to those of you who read this far and big huggies for those of you who read this far and did not automatically think "whiny be-otch."
LOL...
*pout*
