I promise that I am almost done with my bitchy posts. Just a couple more days and I will be back to cotton candy and giggles. Well, I don't know if I am ever that cheery but hopefully, I will be somewhat tolerable.
I have been really ticked at how un-magical things are feeling in our home.
As I was heading to school last night I actually got a few moments to talk to Eric. He was all "Are you mad at me?" I'm all "nope"
"Yes you are."
"Why would I be mad Eric?"
"I dunno but you are."
"NO I AM NOT"
"Is it because I was sleeping last night?"
"NO!" (Hell yes thats why!)
"Well I know you are mad you even blogged about it"
" I am just frustrated. I know you need your sleep."
"I am not into it this year. "What if I told you I don't even care about decorating that tree?"
I had nothing to say. Honestly, I don't care either. E is going to be at his dad's for Christmas. I just feel like we have no Christmas spirit this year and it sucks. I started to get mad but that would not be fair since I feel the same way he does.
I have shopped, made Christmas cookies, had people over. I feel so empty and cold. Our family needs hope for Christmas. Or maybe some good weed.