One of my greatest friends and her husband were suppose to be here on Friday to spend the weekend and for DH's bday/2nd annual chili party. She just had to cancel. For very good reasons, but it doesn't mean I have to like it, dammit.
Why don't 25+ years of age people understand RSVP? I'm sooooooooo tempted to make one crockpot of chili and then blink innocently when we run out. "OMG, please forgive little 'ole me. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here, munch on this cheeseball."
Work is going to be killer this weekend and since I'm not an actual doctor, it's going to take me FOREVAH to do what my attorney wants.
That stupid room still isn't finished. I still have 1 1/2 walls to paint and polish them after that. I don't want to do it anymore. DH sucks at painting, so I have to do it in order to not be driven crazy by sh!tty work afterwards.
Really, I'm just pissy b/c I was looking forward to seeing L and her hubby. I could've handled all the other stuff, but now I'm pissy about it ALL.
Welcome to Monday, WW. Why the fark can't they figure out how to get the Knot working so I can stop responding to the "Trying to Get Pregnant?" ads.
Re: I'm pissy
I'm sorry V, I just had a similar friends situation so I hear ya.
I think that would be hilarious to just make one pot of chili, and justified it sounds like.
sounds like someone has a bad case of the Mondays!