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Maybe being a part-time stay-at-home-dad has gotten to me. Maybe it's been the two weeks off from "work." Maybe it is the hot weather. Maybe I've gained too much estrogen by hanging out with so many blog mommies. Whatever. I blew my stack this morning. Details are unimportant at this juncture but you stay-at-home mommies can sympathize.

I'm fairly certain that I called my wife a poor excuse of a husband (literally) this morning since she and my daughter planned out our day despite the fact that we didn't have a nurse for Ben nor did I have Ben's special car seat to haul him about without anyone to help. I'm gonna blame most of it on the fact that I needed a refill of my anti-depressants and lack of food since my nieces visiting from Tennessee ate all of our dinner last night leaving me two slices of pizza. Whatever.

Ever have one of those days when nothing goes right at all? There are groceries to be bought, errands to be run, and peace piece of mind is something you want to carve out of your spouse's brain and display on the fireplace mantel? I had one of those this morning. Whatever.

I'm currently sipping on fermented grape juice and enjoying the fact that I leave town a day and a half from now and leave all the frustrations to "hubby" and the older child. Yes, meltdowns do occur occasionally for us x chromosome types. I also discovered where the knives are hidden and plan on hiding them in a new place. Laundry is caught up, the kitchen is clean, and I am WOMAN! Hear me roar!

Damn. Something is seriously wrong with me...