One of those days......

Have you ever had one of those days when your not quite sure how you feel?

Your not sure if everyone is trying to annoy you, or maybe you being over sensitive? When everything makes you question everything?

Where you want to do something but you have no idea what you want to do and that just frustrates you even more?

One of those days where people ask what is wrong, and get annoyed when you say you don't know, because you generally don't know!?

When you have so many things going through your head, from the meaning of life itself, to why your only existing in yours rather than living it, to the smaller things just like I'm not cooking tea when I get home, because you can cook your own god damn tea? and you know what!? I'm not even hungry!

Where the whinger that you see every day, just for some reason today is really pressing your buttons, you get greeted coming in the door with questions about a phone bill that has gone up 20 dollars, you have a splitting headache, and you don't get a hello... you get are you going to call the Company about this? Meanwhile I'm grating cheese because I need to cook dinner before I can knock off for the day, because said other half seems to have the impression that if he washes a tray after the dinner is dished up, his work is done. And then said person looks like a deer that just got hit by a car when you respond "if it fucking upsets you call the fucking people yourself!" Cause you know what, today I'm not your personal assistant! And then said person knows from my up and down evening that I am clearly not to be messed with, or does he, because he thinks that it is the time before bed tonight to give me a lesson on how to get the toothpaste out of the tube in a more effective way, from a man who's clothes I trip over because he is incapable of picking them up and who uses half a toliet roll everytime he goes to the bathroom. Now by this point I just figure that the big guy upstairs really is just taking the piss and my life is somehow his new favourite sitcom. And I look at this fool, of whom I am dumb enough to love in the face, and ask... is there anything else? Anything at all? That you need to get off your chest tonight? Because you have not stopped ALL night!

And then I lie in bed cause it is the only part of the day that is silent, and I just get to not worry about anything else and I am left thinking, when did I loose me and who the hell is this shell of a person I am left with? And more importantly who is the deluded fool laying next to me asking if I am breathing that heavily on purpose? That looks at me like I'm the crazy person in this relationship. For all those men and or women out there with 'crazy ladies', your ladies were perfectly sane before they met you, it is dealing with you that causes the insanity, just give her a break! Tomorrow should be a better day!