I'm having one if those days. You know. The kind of day where everyone bugs the crap out of you. My husband is bugging me. My kids are bugging me. The guy driving in front of me is bugging me. The lady at starbucks who had to have her coffee remade not once but twice. I'm just saying that if you are going to be an anal retentave whore the drive through isn't for you. She was bugging me.
I want to DO something. I want to be productive. But the presence of 3 boys in my life just makes that an exercise in frustration.
And that is bugging me.
- Posted by Krista from my iPhone