Today is a day. It's the kind of day where you wake up and promptly realize that you really should go right back to bed.
I woke up cranky and in pain. My phone was still MIA from yesterday as it disappeared somewhere in between Aria's school party and the Trick or Treating Night of Doom (see yesterdays post). The living room was (and still is) a mess as Aria likes to destroy everything I own and I seem to be the only one with any interest it keeping the house looking at least somewhat clean. And everyone and everything is just annoying the piss out of me
I need a job just to get out of the house and away from my family. I think a major part of being an attached family is everyone getting time to themselves. Nate has work, Aria has school. They get to get away from this house for a few hours a few times a week. I'm stuck here and when I try to slip away to grab some ME TIME, I get chastised by Nate because he can't handle taking care of Parker for more than fifteen minutes at a time. I haven't taken a bath alone in weeks. And if I do its at 3 am and I know the baby is going to wake up any second. I seriously need a job.
I freaked out on my family today because of a mix of PMS (for the first time since before concieving Parker) and just needing some time. I hate myself when I'm super cranky and irritated at everyone. And I'm pretty sure my family doesn't like it either.
In order for me to properly stay attached, I'm going to have to detach.
Even if it's just long enough to finally wash my hair.
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