Angry angry hippos.
We've all had those days where the good comes with the bad and sometimes you're not sure if you want to laugh or cry. I don't want to relate it in detail. It would do no good but to perhaps annoy me more (again?). Instead, I will channel this destructive force into cleaning and hope tomorrow will be better. Maybe even pleasant (The family part, although it should be since it is disliked-member free.) Even large amounts of alcohol couldn't make that contempt go away...
Start day at 7am:
Add:
1 hour of arguing
2 hours of hanging around in bed tickling Kami
2 hours of Supernatural
15 minutes of getting ready
6.5 hours of Painful Family Dinner
1.5 hours of cleaning while watching Desperate Housewives
And here we are.
I am not weak.
Anger is weak.
Pain is weak.
Fear is weak.
I am not weak.
I am a believer.
Start day at 7am:
Add:
1 hour of arguing
2 hours of hanging around in bed tickling Kami
2 hours of Supernatural
15 minutes of getting ready
6.5 hours of Painful Family Dinner
1.5 hours of cleaning while watching Desperate Housewives
And here we are.
I am not weak.
Anger is weak.
Pain is weak.
Fear is weak.
I am not weak.
I am a believer.