Ding ding round one
Having a period of busy time at work. I’m so tired due to several days of lack of sleep. I don’t know how I can keep up. My younger self was definitely able to withstand or endure it. My eyes are tired with fatigue. So it goes without saying that as much as I adore my little girl, a screaming child is near unbearable right now. We had a birthday party to go to and i headed over straight after work. When we leave after a great night of fun I head to my car I came in, namely it is the car without the kids. My son wants to ride with me s I go to transfer him. My husbands advice? Take the car with both kids. You know, sometimes you have to listen to your gut. Tonight my gut was telling me no. My husband insists, gets in the other car and so we head home. Me in the car with the kids, he in the car without. My head is pounding at this point. Just at the right moment my daughter decides to have screaming tantrum. Let’s just say my blood pressure shoots up and I’m pissed at my husband. Extremely. Irrational um yes and no. We get home, me speeding because my head is about to explode during the twenty minutes of screaming behind me. I walk in the house and I try to console my daughter. We head up the stairs, my husband, from downstairs turns off the light while I am walking in. Not a great idea. So again I’m pissed. Ever have those days where the person is not helpful and then not helpful twice? Ugh. What a rant and rave. I’m trying my best not to start a fight. Really biting my lip. So I go and blog about it. Either way he will read about it.
