Today I am trying to keep my sanity.
Last night was an ordeal… for multiple reasons.
I wanted to get to bed earlier because I was up too late the night before, but there was too much going on and ran into the problem of not having enough time in a day again. Normally, I would expect to be exhausted today, but for some odd reason, I’m not. I am just REALLY crabby.
I thought the night was going to be a good one because I came home in a great mood. It was hot yesterday when I got out of work, but the sun was shining and I had no complaints. Got home, Patrick was cooking up some delish spaghetti and I couldn’t have been happier. I’m not sure what happened to make my mood drop dramatically. Maybe it was the talk about birthdays…being mine is coming up tomorrow… and how I never really get anything too great – not as far as presents even, just the day. It’s usually nothing special… but it sucks too… because I feel like birthdays are so important. It was the day we were born, the day we were brought into this life and every year my son or daughter has a birthday, they are going to feel special. More special than anything. It is special no matter what people do or don’t do.
Everyone is pissing me off today. I just want to get out of here. These are the days that really push me to my tolerance … and I sometimes want to just burst out in tears and screams.
Yes, I sound psycho. No, I’m not really.