Because seriously? Lately? I keep finding myself thinking things that are, um, not kind. About other people. Some of these people I actually like. Some, I don't like, so I feel less bad about being jealous of them.
Really, all I want is to have a day or two that is normal. And not crazy. And okay.
And for my husband to have a flipping job. That would be awesome.
And for my infertile ass to get pregnant, if you can spare a kid.
That's it though. Seriously.