I'm down 17lbs since I last posted. I'm starting to wear clothes that haven't seen the light of day in AGES. That is a great thing (if you ignore the hopeless lack of fashion)!
I hate my job, my oldest makes me want to jump off the roof and I can't remember the last time I heard my husband laugh. Those are all terrible things.
For someone who has been told they are a hopeless optimist, these days I don't fit that bill very closely. I want to punch everyone in the face, or flick them off or kick them in the kneecap. Something to get the burn out of me.
I'm fed up, pissed off, exhausted, overwhelmed and ANGRY. All. The. Time.
So welcome back to me. Aren't you glad you stopped by?!
