Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I am having the WORST DAY EVER.
First, I am on a cleanse to fit into a stupid dress this Saturday, and it's making me cranky.
Second, my 2-year old has decided that the best way to spend his mornings is to stand in the middle of the kitchen and scream.
Third, I had a big fight with my husband this morning, because apparently it's MY fault the 2-year old won't stop screaming, and I'm a lazy worthless piece of crap, and he does everything.
And after my REALLY fun morning, I come in to work to discover that my workplace is imploding, they are laying off 50 people today, and nobody knows how long I will have a job.
I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to eat a chocolate cake and drink a bottle of pinot, then crawl into bed.
I probably won't do any of those things, but I want to.