I need to calm down. . .I'm ready to pounce. . .on anyone or anything the slightly gets in my way. I need to calm down, and breathe, just breathe and be happy. We are heading off to San Francisco this weekend and I'm feeling like I have a million things to do. . .and whatever I do do is quickly getting undone by my two famous helpers. The dogs have figured out how to get chocolate milk out of the sippy cups. . .they don't accomplish this neatly. The find the half filled cups wherever I try to hide them and then ripe/chew the spouts off until they can consume the milk. . .smart. . .but oh so ANNOYING. I feel like throwing the half eaten cups at the rotten dogs whenever I find them. Ahhh. . .then tonight I tried to return the black shoes. . .which took forever. . .and I bought a pair of stockings. Then I headed for Trader Joe's for snacks for the plane. Well, when I got there I decided to look at the stockings. It took them out and there was a freaking HUGE whole in them. OK. My time is limited here. . .especially my time with the car. . .I don't have time for damaged merchandise. COME ON! There should be no holes. Oh and did I mention it was 8:15pm. I had 45 minutes before the grocery store and mall closed. . .This should not be this hard. Ahhhh. . .I choose the grocery store. Now I have to figure out a time to got back to the stupid mall. So, just so you know, my current mood is annoyed with the world. . .don't bother me. . .tomorrow is a new day. . .I hope.