Well that good bump didn’t last.

Sobriety sucks. Today the kids woke up on the wrong side of the bed. So they screamed and fought over everything. (Seriously. We need to have a screaming match over bowls?!)

So of course now I’m flamingly pissed. They are… calming down because once I’m in a towering ranting rage… they don’t really want to keep fighting.

And my wrists fucking hurt because I slept on them wrong. It isn’t even from typing. That pisses me off.

I just want today to be over and it is 9 in the morning.

I AM NOT REINSTALLING THE GOD DAMN CAR SEATS BECAUSE I AM THE ONLY ADULT IN THIS EQUATION WHO HAS THEIR ENTIRE HANDS GO NUMB FROM DOING SO.

But if I want to be able to walk through the house I have to put them back in the van.

I want to rant for hours. Only I don’t. Because my hands hurt and it is all petty and stupid and I know I’m just being an asshole.

Fuck.

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