So today I worked from 10:30 until 7:00 which for me is a long day. And by the time I got off I just wanted to go home and relax. (my feet start to hurt really bad at about 5) But before I did go home I wanted to get some dinner for my significant other, because he is working a 12 hour day which doesn't include the time he has to drive back in forth between his jobs, and I worked an 8.5 hour day and I don't feel like cooking so I go to the store get my groceries and get in line and realized I left my new checkbook at home... so i put all the groceries back and drove home and as I get out of my crappy car I cut myself on the handle (it is broken and sharp). which frustrated me even more and then i walk through the door and the dog decides that is the perfect time to jump up and down on me... that was the last straw i just broke down and cried... it really doesn't seem like that much but it was to me especially with my hormones all crazy and stuff because i am pregnant.
But now that I am done crying i feel much better. I might even decide to let the dog say hi to me now but in a more polite way.
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