Yesterday, you slept till 1:00 pm, and I was pissed that you slept into the afternoon.
Today, you were up before I came out to the living room at 8:45 a.m. and that pissed me off, too.
Partly because you were laying on your ass watching cartoons.
Partly because you were eating up all the fresh blueberries I bought for another purpose.
But mostly because I didn't even have a few minutes alone with coffee and email.
I am angry that you have eaten or drunk: an entire half gallon of orange juice, and when I replaced it yesterday, you have now drunk half of the next half gallon; an entire pint of fresh blueberries; and 5 croissants that I bought for the dh, not you.
I haven't even checked the donuts; and I don't want to check 'em. I am afraid of what I will find.
I am also sick of your pizza crusts and boxes strewn over myh house.
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