Today has been a no good horrible rotten day.
This morning was great, I started sewing while HotBabyDaddy went to the Remembrance day service in town (Little T was sleeping, so we stayed home.) and all was well with the world.
Then we went to the inlaws.
I love my inlaws, honestly I do. My sister-in-law (I call her my Seeester) is one of my nearest and dearest friends.
But sometimes they drive me up the wall.
Usually it is when I am PMSing. (Whic FYI, is not the case for today)
I don’t know what it was today, but all I wanted to do was cry, or punch someone in the ovaries.
It didn’t help that I found out today, that we don’t get to go to Mexico in January (thanks AHS, I’m still p’od at you). I know, what a thing to cry about.
People are starving everywhere and I’m upset because I don’t get to go on a vacation.
To top it off, there hasn’t been much sleep here, Little T is cutting a tooth, and has an ear infection AND last night his breathing was so bad that we took him to emerg. Turns out the Dr thinks it’s asthma, we’ll see.
I don’t want to complain. I don’t like complaining. But sometimes I feel like no one around me is listening.
I put so much hope into that vacation. It was our chance to get away from this crazy little town. Our chance to introduce Little T to something new and exciting (not that he will really care, or remember). It was what was keeping me sane.
Either really angry, or constipated.