Grumpy Gills.

So here’s the deal bloggers. Lots of stuff going on. First its 9/11. Many family members of mine are part of the elite group of police force, firefighters and military so while EVERYONE should take a moment to say thanks to those who serve for us, it’s also important that we say ‘ I love you’ to those people in our lives because we never know when something, anything could change I’ll get off my soap box but enjoy this Budweiser commercial, if it doesn’t make you tear up you have no soul.
 



 I really wanted to do every day in blogtember but I’ve just been crazy busy and really cranky. No seriously. I should be happy I’m going on vacation next week but I’ve been working long days to make up for the fact I won’t be here Friday but if I’m being honest here it’s not just that. On Monday I spent 50 minutes in traffic for my 5.3 mile commute- I did not handle that well, I sent off a series of angry tweets to every department of transportation within a 25 miles radius. All of which responded – most of which said something along the lines of ‘you’re SOL’. Tuesday, I worked 10.5 hours and then went out for Happy Hour which would have been great until I got home and realized Chris (who has off most of the week to accommodate my vacation for Bailey, no judgment please) really hasn’t done anything around our place. Let me make this clear, I’m slightly OCD when it comes to our apartment- I’m not saying it has to be picture perfect everyday but picking up your shit around the place for 5 minutes a day does make a difference. Chris, to say the least, disagrees. He could be worst, he could be much worst but I asked him to do a few simple task- like wash the sheets, clean Bailey’s room (yes she has her own room, don’t judge us) I don’t think it’s too much for them to done in a timely manner! I walk in and most are not completed and his reasoning ‘it’s my day off, I’ll do them when I want’ Yep. Funny because I do laundry, grocery shopping, clean, run random errands , and riding on my days off- if fact I cannot remember the last day I just did nothing. Anger turns into frustration which turns into tears.
Awesome sauce.
I need this vacation.