Snapchat is awesome. It knows people on a personal level. Whoever creates all the Bitmoji stickers has obviously experienced every emotion there is to experience.
But that’s not why I’m writing this. I just need to finish venting.
I’m either pms’ing, pre-menopausal, lacking/missing something, completely done, or all of the above. It’s just a good thing there’s nothing breakable within close reach. I might have grabbed it and lobbed it through a window a little bit ago.
It takes a lot for me to reach a point. I don’t like being pushed to that point. It rarely happens, so I think I deserve a rant – without any explanation.
It’s also a good thing my husband wasn’t around to see me lose my temper. He would’ve demanded to know what the hell my problem is today. And I’m not ready to talk about that. Not until the dust clears. And I’m not exactly sure when that’ll happen, which adds fuel to my currently massive fire.
Do I sound like I’m pms’ing? I wish it were that easy. Maybe I’m just a lonely housewife who needs some fresh air and a healthy body.
Snapchat stickers can sum up my mood today.
I went from
early in the day after checking my email (something I do at least 10 times a day lately). So, I went back to sleep, because I didn’t want to think.
Then this happened when I got up.
And by the time my husband called on his lunch, and I mentioned a concert coming up, and he said “We’ll see” … this happened
And I was like whatever and nevermind. And when he got aggravated, this happened.
After some of the emotions passed, it was time for hubby to call on his way home from work. And then I was back to this.
Which did absolutely nothing, except make me more miserable.
Then it was dinner time. My choice. Since I’m sick of dieting, I said fuck it, and asked if we could have chicken fingers and fries. That seemed agreeable with hubby, and dinner was decent.
But then he went out to the store for a few things, and stupid me, I had to check something online. And this happened.
And I slammed a fist down on the table, which really hurt my hand, and now I’m currently back to this
And since there’s nothing to drink, I’m currently gnawing on crackers, even though I’m not hungry BECAUSE I JUST BLOODY ATE DINNER!!!
Okay, I think I’m done. And I think I need to avoid the internet for a while, with the exception of my blog.
Is it bed time yet?