irritated

We interrupt the following blog to bring you some whining.

I am so irritated today. So here is my whine and vent and then I will get on with my normally cheerful self.

I went out of town for the weekend and came home to a clean house. However, this morning I woke up to dirty dishes on the counter ( the dishwasher has a very few dirty dishes in it) and veggies in the sink from my DH. My sink was bright and shiny when I went to bed and it was supposed to make me smile when I got up. Nope. Not today. GRRRRR!!!!

The dog was very barky today and her voice just got on my nerves! I really have no idea what her problem was. Not to mention she woke me up an hour earlier than usual so I am short sleep.

I went to go ride my bike for my morning bike ride and my tires needed air. So I had to fight the dog who kept trying to get between me and the tire all while trying to pump up the tires.

My youngest stepson has this nasty habit of scratching mosquito bites until they bleed. He then proceeds to get blood on the couch. I have tried and tried to get it off, no luck. So I put a sheet down to protect the couch. Get up today and there is blood on the couch again. We are getting a different couch this weekend, a much nicer couch, but I am not sure I want it if he is going to keep doing this. So I made him clean it up and lectured him on stopping and warned him that it was a lot harder to get off the couch than a sheet and if he did it again, he would have to clean the couch.

My DH promised to make dinner today for the boys so I didn't plan on making anything. I only pulled out 1 pound of hamburger so he could make spaghetti. Well he got up late and didn't have time to make it but insists on making spaghetti himself so I'm told to make something else. I decided to make sloppy joes but 1 pound won't feed all of us. So I'm stuck with a sandwich for dinner since I have to work and as it was pointed out, we have to have food available for both boys because it is "my responsibility to provide for my kids" even though the oldest refuses to eat at home any more. Of course this didn't go over very well when it was pointed out and I mentioned that I wasn't cooking for him any more.

And the final whine? I have a nasty cough again. I'm tired of this! It hurts my chest and throat and keeps me up all night. I sound horrible but feel fine! It never fails. Every time I go out of town, I get this nasty stuff that sticks around for weeks on end.

We now return you to a more cheerful blog.