Of course I am up in the middle of the night with horrible stomach pain a just before I have a retardly early flight.
Dealing with the Labor Board. Dealing with planning a wedding. Dealing with crazy kids who slap me and left a welt on my arm with a giant magnet stick. Not being able to deal with people I love. Makes me depressed.
Swear to god... my kids have flees
It’s the only way I can explain all these bug bites
Super fun going home for lunch and getting royally annoyed at a loved one. Tom was on the phone for half my break then every time I told him I loved him. “Are you sure?” Was his only response. By the end of lunch I just said fuck it. Then he said it was just that I’ve been irritable. Now I don’t even want to go home after this all day safety class.
The people closest to us have a way of making us...
Made a joke about how anniversaries aren’t that important to me since Tom has only taken me to dinner once for an anniversary in the 5 yrs we’ve been together. Then Tom gets butt hurt and I end up crying.