To sum up my day?

I seriously seriously seriously SERIOUSLY?

Almost keyed someone's truck today.

I'd blame pms but I'm actually in the midst of the most obvious ovulation cycle in the history of mankind (where the fuck was this when I was trying to get pregnant with Liam???!) so maybe THAT is fucking up my hormones.

I dunno but I have learned how to be ANGRY. Go me. That's a good thing from the girl that doesn't handle being angry well and usually just going all wonky or frazzly or hides that emotion.

So I learned ANGER today.

And nearly used it via key on a teenager's truck.

At least he might have thought twice before parking at an angle where I literally could open my passenger door only 3 inches which is not enough to shove in, let alone buckle, my toddler.

And when I tried to convince Liam to walk to his seat from the other side he threw himself on the floor because oh my fucking fuck LILY was there RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM! AND HE DID NOT WANT HER THERE! GAAAAAAAAAAAH.

So I shut the door. Let my kid scream. Got my finger pinched closing my stroller. Shoved the stroller in the trunk while muttering "fuck fuckity fuckers fucking fuckwads of fuckness" and possibly doing a little stomping around myself.

And as I slammed my trunk (really unsatisfying when it's on a nice happy help you along automatic type of slow down hinge) the fucking teenage boys showed up giggling.

"Oh, would you like me to move my truck?"

They got the death glare from hell and I muttered between gritted teeth "Yeah. I can't even get my kid in."

I resisted the urge to go off on their asses in grand old mama bear style (despite only being, what, 8 or so years older than them these days? It's about 100) only because both boys looked like they wouldn't hesitate to go off back on me and I didn't need THAT kind of confrontation. I'm not THAT stupid.

I got in the front seat, tried to buckle Liam in while the fucker SAT IN HIS TRUCK ON HIS CELL PHONE.

I did get Liam buckled in (thank cod he climbed into his seat himsefl) nearly dislocating my arm in the process and then sat in MY car glaring at him while on MY cell phone.

Yeah. And don't get me started on the car dealership fucks who are NOT going to like me when this all gets sorted out and everyone and their mother in law gets horrible horrible reviews from me. Even Bob who is working his ass off but doing it in a manner that's not terribly helpful. Like saying hell call today then forgetting to mention HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING WORK TODAY.

Yeah. Someone needs to take a crazy pill.

And my daughter is currently doing some fucking weird bend backwards ont he couch and drink your bottle while gyrating thing while my son tries to scale the baby gate.

Oh. My. Fuck.

And my day? So not even somewhat over yet.

Fuckhellpisser.

~M