i know. work. all important bringing home the bacon so we can afford things and i can sit around online. blahblahblah. but when you get off on work and you do it all day every day no matter what it is an f-ing pain.

hubby (who just spent yesterday working and then doing work on the other property and helping a friend with some work): i am just going to run out for a few quick things this afternoon.

me: umm, ok.

hubby (did i mention that while not working he slept in til 10am while the kids ran up my butt all morning??): is that a problem? because i can't get anything done with you at class this week. i don't know what you expect.

me: no, not a problem, but give me a call so we can plan what movie we are going to.

(we are supposed to see a movie and do some shopping)

6 hours later....

hubby: i don't feel like shopping the kids are making me stressed. (holy shit! after the whole five minutes you were in the house??)

me: oh

hubby: great now you are giving me attitude. i'll stay home and you go shopping, k?

me: k, i guess you don't want to see a movie?

hubby: no

so i grab a shower. i am interupted no fewer than 4530986376239576 times by kids and hubby.

interuption #459864986798987:
hubby: i am going to run over and talk to that lady about work tomorrow. should i take my truck so you can take the boys or will you guys still be here when i get back?

i am apparently not going anywhere. at least not without the two charming little angels who are making me think that i understand why animals eat their young.

feh.

The semester will be over soon, and we're officially in the holiday season. This will get better.

In the meantime, put on your Harry CD and open a bottle of wine. THIS IS AN ORDER!!!