I was in a wicked mood yesterday afternoon, I’ll admit it. Like I mean wicked. Every little thing grated on my nerves and I could feel my blood pressure escalating. I was snippy to the dogs, to Eirinn, to Anonymous Husband. I was flustered and frustrated and felt horrible.
It started when Eirinn’s nap was abruptly interrupted by construction vehicles across the street. I swear, one of these days I’m going to pour sand in their gas tanks. But that would be mean. And I guess they are just doing their jobs. But seriously? Do they have to drive around our block all afternoon? I suppose they do. And we knew this would happen when we bought a house in a subdivision currently under construction. The nap was an hour and 45 minutes, but that’s nothing compared to the 3 hour naps I’ve quickly grown accustomed to these past few days. She wasn’t too impressed at being woken up, either, and she let us all know. Oooo, she was grumpy.
Then we had to go grocery shopping. During which Eirinn yelled the whole time. Like, not screaming and crying – yelling at the top of her lungs for the world to hear. Or at least everyone at A&P. She must have thought she has such a pretty yelling voice that it would be such a shame to keep it all to herself. She was just sharing the wealth. How kind. It was funny for the first 20 minutes. Then it just got embarrasing.
Anyway, last night was Durham Mom’s Night Out. We went to East Side Marios for our twice-monthly tea and chat and this, this is exactly what I needed. I just needed to be away for a while. Not necessarily be away from Eirinn or AH or the dogs, but to just be away. Just for a couple of hours. I needed to chat with adult human females for a little while (not to babies, or dogs, or men). To unwind, because hoo…I was wound.