I started out this morning feeling a little “off” with myself. I was a little edgy – but not bad.
As the day has progressed though, my desire to do anything has dimmed and I am just plain pissed. At what? Nothing. Not my health. Not my circumstances. Not the weather. It is absolutely beautiful. Only..
I friggin’ wish it would rain!
I wish that townhouse would sell!
I wish I could flipping get a hole drilled into my shower tile which appears to be porcelain and nearly unpenetrable.
I wish I could spell unpenetrable! But I’m not even going to look it up. So there!
I wish my feet weren’t so dirty from the garden right now.
I wish my teeth didn’t hurt.
I absolutely wish my guts would get moving.
I don’t have a clue what to do with myself and I can hardly stand to sit idle.
I hate impolite people. I was not raised in a barn. GRRRRR.
See – I’m just mad.
I need to floss my teeth – that makes me mad.
I need to make my bed – that makes me mad.
I’m mad. Mad. Mad.
I hate plastic bags. Yup. One the other hand, they can come in handy.
I think you will all think I’m rotten to the core. And really – I think I just need to get rid of my dead cell tissues. Delightful, eh?
Day 5. Not depression. Roid rage! I think.
Thank GOD I know tomorrow is day 6. Cuz I hate day 5!
I just wish it would rain.
(At least I worked on the garden and created a lettuce planter!)