Being annoyed is my constant state of mind at the moment. For instance, it really annoys me that I spend all day long cleaning house and within a half hour of Chris getting home, it's trashed. It's not just him, of course, but I'm not really sure what causes it.
It annoys me that when I feel bad and have the gall to actually go to bed early, that's Chris's cue to kick up his feet and ignore everything but the TV for the rest of the evening.
It annoys me that the kids decide to act up when I'm feeling my worst.
It annoys me that I'm sitting here hungry, but every single item in this house turns my stomach. Including the $150 worth of food bought last night.
It annoys me that I can't get my mind straight enough to actually write words on my blog right now, instead of posting pictures and cartoons. In fact, I had to go up the last annoyance, and take the apostrophe out of annoys.
It REALLY annoys me that pregnancy brain has hit me so hard this time around.
In fact, I had to go up once again to the previous annoyance and change "write now" to "right now." That makes me...you guessed it....