The last thing I want right now is to be at work I want to be in the comfort of my bed sprawled out in a state of complete state of unconciouness. Is that bad. I love my job I just don't love it today.
I was informed that I could not paint our spare bedroom purple because john may not like it... john does live at my house john is jacobs best friend or as I like to call him the other woman.
I informed him that the walls would be painted purple and that I was not a motel service. That irratated me last night.
I slept on the couch because jacon tossed and turned and kept me up till I gave up and retreated to the couch and slept like a log. I feel like utter shit now so tired qand unrested.
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