I was really grumpy last night for no particular reason. I just was. I was fluctuating between being ticked off at the world to being an emotional mess. Justin was too nice about it--he just laughed, asked how he could help, and joked that he wondered if I was pregnant because the emotional stuff isn't typical for me. At that moment though, I kinda wanted to punch him in the face. How has he not learned that you don't "jokingly" insinuate that a girl is pregnant? Particularly if she's your wife, and PARTICULARLY if you know she's not.
I didn't take a shower this morning. Come to think of it, I'm not sure I took a shower yesterday morning either. That's pretty gross, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it considering the fact that I'm only working 9am-noon today, and then I'm just gonna work out (maybe) and come home and clean. And finally get my plants into actual pots.
Here's my overly ambitious list of what I need/want to accomplish around the house this afternoon:
-Sweep the living room and clean the floor
-Vacuum the living room rug
-Sweep and mop the kitchen floor
-Deep clean the hall bathroom
-Vacuum the master bedroom
-Deep clean the master bath
-Dishes, clean counters
-Get all the veggies planted in their own containers
-Spray the rest of the lawn with roundup
J should be off work around 3pm today, so he doesn't know it yet, but he gets to help too!