I am so incredibly pissy tonight that it's ridiculous.
Really, just so irritable and crabby. I even read the girls Three Billy Goats Gruff as their bedtime story because reading the mean troll part made it socially acceptable and appropriate to snarl.
And I quickly decided that the Troll doesn't say enough in that story.
I couldn't find another story that really had anyone else cranky in it. I mean, really, do all kid stories have to be rainbows and unicorns? Can't I get just one featuring a pissy little princess?
So now my only options are to try to work out some of this aggression by exercising or go straight to bed. I know which one I want to do and I know which one I'm going to do.
But I swear, I'm gonna have to mute the tv because if I have to listen to Tony Horton tell me to not grab a cheeseburger then I will not make it through the night without smacking someone.
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