Grrrrr .....

Just bear with me here, I need to vent a little bit.

I love it when people blame me for all of their problems because they couldn't possibly be held responsible for their own life and actions.

I love it when the work and stress pile on so high that I loose several nights of sleep over a million different things.

I love it when someone convinces me to help them with something, then decides it's appropriate to demand favor after favor because of the one thing I initially helped them with.

I love it when I tell a contractor what I want done with my yard, only to come home and find that nothing has been done according to our conversation.

I love it when I am forced as the liaison between two people who refuse to communicate with each other.

I love it that I spend so much time at work, that my days off are spent cleaning and fixing things around the house instead of relaxing and having fun.

I love it that I'm well into my second trimester but my energy level and nausea still don't seem to want to go away.

I love it that I can't eat some of my favorite foods for way too long.

Alright, that's enough. I just had to have a bit of a pity party for myself today. It's been a rough week if you haven't figured that out already. It feels good to write everything down. Stupid week.