Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Today I Hate...

Today I hate that I am going to be 49 years old on my next birthday.   I would rather be 35.

Today I hate that there are specific areas in my life where I still worry about what people think.

Today I hate that the physical therapist said I need to see her three days a week for my screwed up shoulder. Hmmph! That is what she thinks.   I have YouTube.

Today I hate that my son's pants are ripped at the hem and that he does not own one pair of shoes not riddled with dog teeth.  He still doesn't know what closets are for and my dogs are idiots.

Today I hate that I have conjoined pimples on my chin. They hurt.  I want them to die a horrible death, leaving me unscathed.

Today I hate that a bean bag erupted in my hallway. A CHEAP bean bag.

Today I hate that I started this really great blog post and got stuck.  Now look at me - writing a temper tantrum.

Today I hate that I may have to be on medication for the rest of my days.

Today I hate that I have to drive in the rain. Again.

Today I hate that I worry about my oldest son walking home from school just because he doesn't look like a little boy anymore.

Today I hate that I locked myself out of my online credit card account.  Stupid passwords.

Today I hate that I meant to clean my room, but didn't get around to it.  Actually, I could care less.
Guess what?

I'm smiling.

Hurray for me!


  1. What an excellent temper tantrum. Thank you! Today I hate that I'm stuck inside working on a lovely day. Phooey.

    1. I am glad it was a lovely day, but hate that you had to work inside! LOL! Thanks friend!