i’m feeling particularly bitchy today. B-i-t-c-h-y, with a Capital B.
not to mention, i think i’ve got separation anxiety issues when it comes to the pea, so we’ve been rather short with each other recently (read: every end of the weekend, when he goes home after staying with me over the weekend)
the weekend is over, which means i am on the v-e-r-g-e again.
all i want to do, right, is to lie on the beach and waste the day away adn maybe, just maybe do some crazy craft at the end of the day, even if its a stupid felt stuff-toy.
tomorrow’s another packed day, and there wont be reprieve until friday again. hit replay. fucks.
not very coherant. should just f-off and bury my head under the pillows.