It strikes at the most inopportune times. I feel my blood pressure rise at the littlest infraction. My daughter's whining seem to be at a fevered pitch. My face resembles a teenager and I just want to rip someones head off.
Jeff came home yesterday to find a wife that was a little less than pleasant. I tried to warn him when he called. My warning went something like this, "I do not want you to come home from your hiking trip and throw all of your dirty crap around. I worked hard cleaning this place. By the way I am PMSing and want to be left alone." You can imaging how happy he was to be home.
I was expecting help this evening from him, but our tenants door was having issues so he left to go fix it. I had to put the kiddos to bed again. It is not his fault, but I am in need of a punching bag.
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