Defeated

Ever have those days where you feel completely defeated. Your spirit feels let down and you get all mopey. Its where Im living today.

Em is cutting what seems like ALL of her teeth and I can do nothing to make it better for her. Shes very dramatic and she'll fling herself onto the floor with her hands over her head and just wail and wail. I feel so bad for her.
Wyatt keeps telling me that my dinner is "disgusting" Dude...it took me 3 hours to make dinner tonight.
I gave Randy one task this week of asking his superior if he can get off a couple hours early Friday. All he needed to do was mention it at the beginning of the week to give her heads up. He keeps "forgetting." K, whatever.
This house. Oh my. This house. I swear I clean for 2 hours everyday. EVERYDAY. When the kids go down for "quiet time." And each day I feel like all I do is clean up from the previous night. It never gets more clean than the surface crap. We still have to do the deep cleaning and packing to get the house "show ready" for when we try and sell it. Im in denial because Im afraid/don't want to move again. Mostly it doesn't feel "real" yet because we don't know where we are going.

Oh and least I not forget that every time I talk to my dad he answers the phone "McCain Campaign Headquarters" and most importantly the speech I get from dad and my brother about how Obama will tax guns and ammo up to 500% Ok... Im too tired this far into election season to tell them that its as much bullshit as well as outlandish. Dad....Dave.... please....the next time you want to convert me by waving a ridiculous notion over my head......www.factcheck.org

Defeated. Just defeated. All this great fun Halloweeny stuff going on around us, and Im just feeling like the "let-down" punchline in a bad Saturday Night Live skit. Ba doom boom.

Tomorrow will be better.