Part of it is that I'm insanely busy and stressed out. I have a full-time job (that I love) and I'm working on getting my masters degree. I've been in school for the past 2+ years, but I still haven't gotten used to the fact that I have ZERO free time to do whatever I want. And if I do take some time out just for me? I end up feeling guilty about not reading the latest chapter of Strategic Human Resources or whatever crap I'm supposed to be learning about. All of this just makes me a cranky bitch that no one wants to deal with. I can't imagine why...
Other things about today that suck? In my grueling 5 minute commute to work this morning, I was unnecessarily cut off at least 3 times. Annoying? Yes. But bearable if I'm at least warned its coming. So will someone please explain to me why the hell people don't use their effing blinkers???? It is not difficult to use. In fact, your pinky can do all the work! Its also a safety tool since it keeps you safe from me trying to murder you when you don't use it!
AND, I'm a terrible wife. Rusty went above and beyond to help me put together a tournament bracket for a bocce ball tournament my company has every year. Instead of graciously saying thank you, I get all pissy because I will actually have to add. Numbers. In my head. I know, right? Someone call an ambulance, I'm about to have an aneurysm! So, I'm sorry sweety. I'm awful. I don't know how you haven't strangled me yet. It must be love!
And last but certainly not least: Harley. I swear this dog will be lucky if he sees is 3rd birthday. Yesterday we came home at lunch to see that he had chewed up some junk mail and a credit card that I had finally paid off and was ready to cancel. The afternoon went by without a hitch and he got plenty of praise for being such a good boy. Today? Lets just say that I no longer have a green highlighter with which to do my homework. How did I know it was Harley, you ask? See for yourselves:
Caught green-handed...
He looks sorry....
... but I'm not taking any chances.
5 comments:
Harley is a little fuck.
Well I'm glad to see we're not the only ones with a crazy fuck for a dog. Yesterday we came home late and found Indy had somehow unzipped one of the old couch pillows and pulled out the stuffing....
Oh...and try giving harley yogurt for the gas...it's helped SOOO much with Indy's stink ass.
And feel better!
I'm sorry, but I am dying laughing at the green paw! It's always the younger siblings, I'm telling you.
I think you deserve to be a little rattled every now and again... today will be better!
It's almost Friday and almost your BIRTHDAY!!! Hooray!
thanks, ladies! i'm feeling a lot better today. honestly, i think Bob is just fucking with me. :)
a quick update on this story: this morning i found a pile of puke littered with bright green pieces of plastic. if harley is eating plastic, he really will be lucky to make it to his next birthday! my poor, sweet, retarded, little munchkin!
I like to eat plastic too, Harley...Yum yum....doesn't feel too good coming up though.....my favorite thing is wake mommy up at 3:30am by puking. Fun!
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