|I'm a little "on edge" today.|
It's a toss-up as to who's the "fussiest" today, Me or HK (she's teething). I'm still nursing this darn "eye thang" and I'm not a good patient, or a "patient patient" (love the double words!). My eyes sting and they itch and are raw - they're not any better than they were on Tuesday when I first went to the eye doc. Today my doc was "not in" so I went to see a different doc and I liked his attitude (hand holding) much better. New meds now and hopefully my peepers will be much better in the morning.
I have figured out lately that Mister and I are no longer "TV compatible". His hearing has declined and now the TV is cranked loud enough to be heard in Heaven's attic. I hate to say anything since he really can't help the decline in his hearing, but after a few minutes of SCREAMING, SCREACHING, BLARING TV, I have to leave the room. Can I get an "amen"?! (no, I don't like the bedroom TV)
And then there's my cooking. (or lack thereof)
Do you ever feel that way?
Same ol' same ol'. Blech!
I've only cooked twice this week and don't plan on cooking this weekend. I may get fired.
I must pull myself together.