I haven't been blogging a lot lately, because I feel like I whine too much. Whenever I start a new post, the only things that come to mind are complaints. But I am not an unhappy person, and I don't want you to think that I am miserable. I am actually very happy. Apparently, I just really like to complain. Today I am embracing my personality flaw and writing an entire post of complaints.
#1 - My baby won't sleep. He sucks at falling asleep and staying asleep.
#2 - I am fat. I have tried and tried and tried to stop eating junk, but I can't. I am blaming it on the sleep deprivation.
#3 - My house is entirely too small for 5 people. I think we need to build a separate house just for the kids. That would be nice.
#4 - I have a canker sore in my mouth. OH MY GOD, it is painful.
#5 - My dog stinks. I can't even remember the last time we gave her a bath. We are horrible pet owners.
#6 - Porgie's birthday is fast approaching, and I am so not looking forward to throwing her a party. Birthday parties are overrated.
#7 - The woman who bought our house in Kentucky foreclosed on the property and it is on the market again. The pictures make me sick. She ruined our house. It looks awful. And it is appraised for half of what we sold it to her for. I know that it isn't my house anymore, but I still feel like she ruined one of my most beloved possessions.
#8 - My son has been acting weird lately. I am not sure what his problem is, but I've decided to change our daily routine at home. TV time is being severely limited, and outside time is being greatly increased. Fingers crossed that he will stop all his strange behavior.
#9 - I am currently mad at my mom. She called to tell me that she probably isn't coming to NJ this summer. I don't know why I get all worked up about people cancelling their trips to NJ, but I always do. I guess I just feel a little disconnect from my family, and when they don't come to visit, I start to feel like nobody cares about my little family. And that hurts. But I know I am being over-dramatic. Ugh.
#10 - I am in a dinner rut. Nothing sounds good, which just makes me want to eat out. Then I remember that we are poor and eating out really isn't an option.
Man, that felt good! I love to bitch and moan.