Friday I was being a dutiful wife and so I threw a load of laundry into the machine. Knowing that my husband was out of clothes for school, I put all of his favorite shirts and underwear in with, of course, my own favorite t-shirts and pants. Hours later, when I finally remembered that I hadn't taken the laundry out of the dryer, I went down to the basement and saw the mockery that has become our wardrobe. Our clothes now look like they mated with a pack of dalmations. Spots EVERYWHERE! I single handedly destroyed half of my husbands wardrobe and a good portion of my own. Not to mention the mess that the pen left inside the dryer...
So, this weekend we had to go clothes shopping. Usually this is a task that cheers me up, but not this weekend. While my husband was able to find some nice things, I found NOTHING! I don't know if it was my depressed mood that was still lingering from Friday or just hormones, but I wanted to cry by the end of the day. Tired and frustrated, I spent the evening in the backyard with our landlord splitting a bottle of wine with my hubby.
Now it's Monday and I have a project due to one of my clients. They have been on my "unhappy" list for a while and so I didn't bother to work on their project all weekend. I managed to pull it together today and just sent it off to them. I'm sure that it will be met with much scrutiny, since that's what they love to do- scrutinize. I can't wait to see the hacked up, red marked version that they send back to me! Oh joy! At least 3 times a week I get frustrated and think that if they are so great at writing, why do they hire me to do it? My husband is always quick to point out that we like getting their checks, therefore it would not be a good idea to voice my frustrations to the client. He's right, but one of these day's Alice... Pow! To the moon! That's when I win lotto or am contacted by the lawyer of a long lost wealthy relative who wanted me to have all of their dough.... So actually, never...
Well, husband will be home soon, so I need to eat something and hop in the shower. Truth be told, I'm not in a very upbeat mood today and I want to try to improve it somehow. I woke up with cramps this morning and it was like a sharp reminder of the fact that I am not pregnant. I also had nightmares last night about being a very bad mom. In one dream, I had a baby but didn't know how to feed it, so I put a Ritz cracker in its mouth. The baby was choking and I couldn't figure out why. Then my mom called and said that we needed to go shopping to buy baby food, so I took the baby out to the car and realized that I didn't have a baby seat. I drove to my mom's with the baby on my lap. When I got there she couldn't believe how dirty I had let the baby get and insisted that I give it a bath. Somehow I managed to do that without drowning the baby, but when I was drying it, I just put the towel over its face and it started to choke again because it couldn't get air. Then my brother came over (he's 3 years younger than me) and showed me how to care properly for the baby. In real life, my brother and his wife have 2 kids. I guess that I have issues with that...
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