Some real honesty for ya...

Short and sweet. Stress and I are not friends. I have limited coping skills for stress. The last few days have been ugly. Shits about to get real. If I'm speaking to my kids, I'm probably yelling. I have absolutely lost all patience. It's gone. Totally gone. I have no idea where to find more. I yanked my daughters shirt off her head yesterday because I had told her to take it off 3 times. I burst into tears 3 times yesterday. My husband and are arguing constantly. He is driving me crazy. In case he ever reads this, which you may have guessed, he does not, I will spare you the embarrassing details. However, yesterday he spent 45 minutes talking about sex, all the while all I wanted to do was stab him in the neck. We have so much work to do. The house was supposed to go on the market tomorrow. Well, that's not gonna happen. Gotta go! If he catches me writing this, they'll be another fight....but I had to vent. I want to SCREAM!!!! One more thing, I hate painting!