Dumpy

Can I go home now?

Gawd. I don't know what it is about today, but it has started off horrible it feels like.

Today started out bad mainly because I am lazy/tired. Instead of getting up on my first alarm ring, I waited about 10 snoozes later to get up.. which has put me behind on getting ready. As I am rushing to look good, dressed nice for work, I have all these thoughts in my mind of how easy it would be to just go back to bed and play hooky. Ughh... I place that thought behind me and decided that is crazy talk and just finished getting ready. I finished putting my 'Instant-Breakfast' together and made sure I had a nutritional bar to eat before I headed out for work. I stopped by our bedroom where my husband was sleeping and was trying to find out where his face was in the dark. I leaned over to give him a kiss and all I hear is 'SQUAWKKKK!!', and a, 'THAT'S MY HAND'.... I was instantly annoyed even more and responded to him that I can't see it in the dark. Then he decides to add on... 'Well be more careful next time.....' Ugh.... I was just trying to give you a hug and kiss goodbye, tell you I love you... but instead you tell me to be more careful next time. Sure. I will be careful and just flip on the light switch so I can be.

Now I'm at work, I had a phone message from a lady who sounded fucking annoying to talk to... and she insisted I call her back about this coming weekend's game schedule. To get this over with, I called her and she told me that her grandson plays baseball here, and he told her that they won't be playing on Sunday even though the schedule says they will be playing.. I told her that the schedule does say still that they are playing on Sunday, but she could talk to the Baseball Coach, who just so happened to be available in his office. She responds and says, 'no, I don't want to bother him'. My response is probably really annoyed back to her telling her that there isn't any way for me to confirm that they play on Sunday unless you talked to the Coach.. and then said that I guess she will just have to trust her grandson.
If you are going to fucking call me to get information, and I tell you what you need to know but refuse to listen... why waste my time? Trust your grandson... and learn how to use a phone.

Am I being super bitter today? YOU BET YOUR ASS! I just want to go home...
On a side note...

This is who I feel like today: