Can I just fast forward to June? I know, cherish these moments and all that jazz. But the hormonal mess makes me feel, well, hormonal. Being happy and content one minute and then blazing mad the next is exhausting. That's how I feel - exhausted.
Sorry, just keeping it real. Doesn't make me ungrateful. Just tired.
Daniel ran errands for me today. He texted me that he was leaving the store and 50 minutes later I'm sitting at the table, staring out the window, trying to not cry and wondering where in the world he is at! It's a 20 minute drive. Finally the truck pulls in and I go from concerned wife to upset. I got even more upset when he brings the groceries in, plops them down for me to put away and then proceeds to leave the house again to go do a non-important errand.
I lost my temper.
Then I bawled.
Then I got angry again and bawled some more.
It went from bawling because I thought my husband got in a crash on the way home to being angry (and feeling sorry for myself) for feeling stuck at home for days on end while he's gone out several times. I work from home, I school from home, I eat and sleep and drink home. I'm here, within the same four walls, for days on end. Most of the time I'm waiting on other people so I can get the work done that I need to get done. I was starting to feel a little cuckoo today, a little restless and just needed a break. Especially as it seems all the kids decided that today was going to be a whining-and-fighting-and-being-cranky-all-day-long kind of day.
Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels off their rocker some days.