I am having a rough time getting back into the swing of things with the boys being back. I'm bitchy and frustrated about so many things. It could be the lack of sleep, the fact that my "to do" list has returned to it's usually long state, that work just sucks, or that Honey and I are back to NO alone time and affection. It's all just weighing on me this week, and I can't seem to get it out of my head. I'm frustrated by the way Honey and I live. I'm frustrated that Bugger Butt feels like he's not getting enough time with me, I'm frustrated that my little bitch of a babysitter bailed 2 days before she was supposed to start work. I'm frustrated that my house looks like a fucking pig sty because noone is picking up after themselves. I'm frustrated that I have so many things to do at work while others screw every little thing up. I'm frustrated that I work my ass off all day and then come home to a million more things needing to be done and have zero energy to do it.
This week, I'm just an ungrateful bitch. But, on the bright side, my sulky pre-teen came back with a great attitude.