I am in a bad mood. I take that back, I'm not in a bad mood. Scott is in a horrible mood and it is effecting us all!
It is that lovely time of a year-again-called tax season. I HATE tax season but not because you actually have to pay taxes but because it is about one month of pure hell around here. When he gets in a bad mood then it rubs off on me. Of course, the kids sense the stress and so they want more attention and end up acting up which gets them in trouble which makes me sad and mad which gives me a headache which makes me want to drinke a whole bottle of wine, lock the bathroom door and take a hot shower . . . BY MYSELF!!!
Please let the rest of this month go by fast; then, it will give me 11 more months of marital bliss until we have to do it all over again.