So I get a phone call to come back home for such & such reason...I'm now furious. I haven't really had any time to just do what I want and chill out, and now my night was being cut short for a really stupid reason. I get home and I blow up!
And right now my voice is gone and sounds horrible and I can only imagine what I sounded like trying to yell. I calmed down and then just vented, I got a few things off my chest and I was done.
But oh man what a little Bi-Polar Bear I was last night! Poor Hubby has just been dealing with all my venting to him, but I think I'm done now. I think I'm good now, I might just need a drink.
* Thank you Sugar Booger for being my friend, I love you *