I'm tired of everything today.
Before I arrived at work today I had already worked 40.75 hours this week. I know, I know. A lot of people work a lot more than that. I get it. But for me? It's been a lot. Especially because quite a few of those have been 4am specials, sitting in front of the computer trying not to gouge my own eyes out because what I'm attempting to do is either a) completely hosed or b) completely boring or c) a combination of a and b.
I should be listing half of everything I own on eBay tonight. I've only listed twelve things so far. I hate listing things on eBay, but I hate having a cluttered house more and Craigslist here just sucks.
In the morning? I have to get up at the asscrack of dawn and take the dog to the groomer. Because she smells like an unwiped anus and no matter how many baths I give her she continues to smell like an unwiped anus because her hair is so freaking long.
And the best part? This morning my son told me, as he climbed out the car to go to Elementary School, "Don't worry about anyone shooting and killing me today mom. We have cameras at our school. No bad men can get in."
My son, my ten year-old son, has to worry about that.
I want to eat chocolate and plan tropical vacations now.