I hate my life this week.

Miss Teen is rude. I want to slap her. Bad mom.

I hate being "adult", "upstanding", "responsible" and instead want to be "creative", "immature" and "free spirited".

Katrina and her effects stink. 13 more trees have died in my yard because of pine beetle infestation into the damaged areas of trees I thought were going to live. I have lost 69 trees. My business has brought in significantly less money than this time last year. Ironically it costs almost that same dollar amount to remove 69 trees. Thanks again Katrina.

Husband is on his sixth month of weight watchers. He has lost 20 pounds, I have lost nothing. (I haven't tried but still you'd think some of the losing weight karma would come my way.) If I hear another word about how many POINTS this or that food has I am going to scream. Again.

Son hates getting out of bed and ready in the morning. He yells, fights and grumps. What a lovely way to start each morning. Yeah right.



Tomorrow I'll write a gratitude list, but for today I am in a funk. Bleh.