May 14, 2009 13:30
I'm so f'ing frustrated right now!
~I'm frustrated with the housing market, which is *terrible*. We spoke to a realtor yesterday, who suggested we either put the house on the market in the next two weeks to take advantage of the spring/summer rush of potential buyers, or wait three years. Two weeks is out of the question because we have too much to do to the house before we can sell it (and it probably wouldn't sell anyhow), so I guess we'll be stuck here for a long time. I'm sick of this house and I'm sick of this city. I really feel like throwing myself on the ground and throwing a big "I don't wanna live here anymore" tantrum.
~I'm frustrated with this woman I've been trying to get in touch with. I need information from her if I'm going to decide whether or not to go back to school this Fall for my Master's. Why hasn't she called me back!?!
~I'm really, really frustrated with trying to use cloth diapers. I thought it wouldn't be a big deal, and I was wrong. They're huge and bulky and get wet really fast and make my daughter whine. Now I'm stuck with a giant stack of cloth diapers that I feel obligated to use because I spent a ton of money on them. They were supposed to save me money, not waste it. Next time I start to feel some ridiculous earth-mother hippie urge, I'm just going to buy myself a bottle of wine and suppress it. Gah!
~Finally, I'm frustrated with my utter lack of motivation. Since when does it take me four days to get through one day's worth of to-do list? It's not even hard stuff, either. Isabel's a good sleeper, and I have plenty of time during the day to do chores - I just seem to lack the ability to do so. I thought my desire to do nothing but sit on my fat ass and eat ice cream would end with my pregnancy. I. Was. Wrong.