Today hates me
it really does. you would think yesterday would hate me, since i'm not to found of yesterday (the 27th) but NO, its today! it's almost as if today is the big brother of yesterday and it's picking on me cause i don't like yesterday. (did anyone else follow that?!)
anyway, it started off with me being at work. exhausted and cranky. work isn't to bad though, i have some pretty awesome co-workers! but, i get sent home an hour early, i'm so tired that all i want to do is crash on the couch when i get home but i'm also hungry. so, i'm to tired to actually cook anything, but to hungry to actually sleep. but when justin suggests we just go to bed, i agree with him. except i know what's gonna happen. i'm gonna move, get undressed, put on my pj's, hop into bed, and lay there...wide awake, staring at the ceiling.
so after about 15 minutes, i tell him i'm gonna hop into the shower. he asks if i want him to join me and i tell him no (he already took his shower btw) but i would love the company. so, off to the shower it is. so we're talking and he tells me that i've reminded him of something he wants to look up, so he goes off to his computer and i finish my shower. when i'm done, i tell him that Hero's had their season finale last night and suggest we watch it. i make us a couple pieces of cinnabon bread toast, and apologize cause it's not an actual breakfast. so after hero's we go back to bed. except i'm to tired and cranky and do the one thing i can't stand people doing, and that's pick a fight with justin. i don't know what it was about. i made absolutely no sense. and i knew i was making no sense when i was doing it to, but i just kept on doing.
so i finally just started crying and apologized to him and snuggled up with him and went to bed. about 3 hours later, jammie needed to go potty, so i let her out. when i let her in, she had managed to sneak up on one of the cats and when he tried to get away, she chased him. in my hurry to catch her before she caught the cat i fell in the hall way. fortunately she never even managed to get a tooth on him. so i picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and started to "yuck" her when i felt something drip on my foot. when i lifted my right pant leg to see what was up, my knee was gushing blood. so off to the bathroom i ran. justin followed me and the two of us just kinda stared at it for a few. he took off my sock and i told him that he was gonna have to clean it for me :( so he went into the kitchen to grab a cup and proceeded to clean me up. it wasn't pretty, lemme tell you. i was bawling...and i mean BAWLING! i'd reached a point where i didn't want anyone to touch it because it hurt so bad, but i knew it HAD to be done. so i manned up and let him do what he needed to. but trust me, there were plenty of "no baby", "please don't", "i don't wanna", and "it hurt's".
our new roomies came in from outside to find me in the bathroom bawling and actually helped justin clean me up. made some suggestions of what we needed, asked if we had certain things, and was cool about the whole thing. he never even said anything about the fact that i was crying so much and loud! so after it's all clean, i was told it needed to be butterflied. so we made some make-shift butterfly bandaids out of the tape that we had and put some more gauze on it and wrapped it up. it's bruised something fierce and still bleeds, but it looks a lot better. so after taking justin to work, i come home and crawl into bed (remember, i've only had a couple hours sleep and still have to work tonight) but can't get comfy because of my knee. so after two hours of laying down i get up to let jammie out again, except with all the excitement of new people and critters so wont potty.
OH! and top of EVERYTHING else, i started my monthly cycle. (that's my nice way of say aunt flow is in town) YAY ME! and i get to end my day at work. fortunately today is my friday. unfortunately, i have to clean the house!
anyway, it started off with me being at work. exhausted and cranky. work isn't to bad though, i have some pretty awesome co-workers! but, i get sent home an hour early, i'm so tired that all i want to do is crash on the couch when i get home but i'm also hungry. so, i'm to tired to actually cook anything, but to hungry to actually sleep. but when justin suggests we just go to bed, i agree with him. except i know what's gonna happen. i'm gonna move, get undressed, put on my pj's, hop into bed, and lay there...wide awake, staring at the ceiling.
so after about 15 minutes, i tell him i'm gonna hop into the shower. he asks if i want him to join me and i tell him no (he already took his shower btw) but i would love the company. so, off to the shower it is. so we're talking and he tells me that i've reminded him of something he wants to look up, so he goes off to his computer and i finish my shower. when i'm done, i tell him that Hero's had their season finale last night and suggest we watch it. i make us a couple pieces of cinnabon bread toast, and apologize cause it's not an actual breakfast. so after hero's we go back to bed. except i'm to tired and cranky and do the one thing i can't stand people doing, and that's pick a fight with justin. i don't know what it was about. i made absolutely no sense. and i knew i was making no sense when i was doing it to, but i just kept on doing.
so i finally just started crying and apologized to him and snuggled up with him and went to bed. about 3 hours later, jammie needed to go potty, so i let her out. when i let her in, she had managed to sneak up on one of the cats and when he tried to get away, she chased him. in my hurry to catch her before she caught the cat i fell in the hall way. fortunately she never even managed to get a tooth on him. so i picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and started to "yuck" her when i felt something drip on my foot. when i lifted my right pant leg to see what was up, my knee was gushing blood. so off to the bathroom i ran. justin followed me and the two of us just kinda stared at it for a few. he took off my sock and i told him that he was gonna have to clean it for me :( so he went into the kitchen to grab a cup and proceeded to clean me up. it wasn't pretty, lemme tell you. i was bawling...and i mean BAWLING! i'd reached a point where i didn't want anyone to touch it because it hurt so bad, but i knew it HAD to be done. so i manned up and let him do what he needed to. but trust me, there were plenty of "no baby", "please don't", "i don't wanna", and "it hurt's".
our new roomies came in from outside to find me in the bathroom bawling and actually helped justin clean me up. made some suggestions of what we needed, asked if we had certain things, and was cool about the whole thing. he never even said anything about the fact that i was crying so much and loud! so after it's all clean, i was told it needed to be butterflied. so we made some make-shift butterfly bandaids out of the tape that we had and put some more gauze on it and wrapped it up. it's bruised something fierce and still bleeds, but it looks a lot better. so after taking justin to work, i come home and crawl into bed (remember, i've only had a couple hours sleep and still have to work tonight) but can't get comfy because of my knee. so after two hours of laying down i get up to let jammie out again, except with all the excitement of new people and critters so wont potty.
OH! and top of EVERYTHING else, i started my monthly cycle. (that's my nice way of say aunt flow is in town) YAY ME! and i get to end my day at work. fortunately today is my friday. unfortunately, i have to clean the house!