Today was stressful. It was my mom's birthday "celebration" which really just consists of me taking her to lunch and then back to her house to watch wedding shows. This is her favorite past time now that I'm renewing my vows. Because she has a much grander idea than I do about how this should go down. And she wants her fingers in all of it. So spending time with her just stresses me out. I mean she is so awesome and I love her, but giving her any power over my life...I pay for it. I already give her power with having her watch my kids.
Then I came home and my children were off the walls and my dog got out and we had to run after him shaking a box of treats looking like maniacs. And Jason is doing growth hormone supplements which is a 30 minute fight every night because he doesn't want the shot. It doesn't hurt, he knows it doesn't hurt, but the thought that he is about to get a tiny fine needle in his skin terrifies him. While we are trying to do this Spencer is upstairs screaming his head off as if he is having a nightmare even though he just went to sleep.
I just snapped and yelled at everyone. I think I have PMS. Now that I had the ablation I don't have a lot of other "signs" that my cycle is happening. And apparently my body is overcompensating for the loss of all other symptoms by giving me terrible PMS. So I sent my husband to 7-11 for a cherry coke and a kit kat bar. Which I don't usually do.
That is all. Just needed to vent.