Grr

I am plain ass growly today. In fact I am "biting-ass old sow" cranky, today. (Perhaps its because Dh makes comments like "biting-ass old sow". Just a guess there.)
Due to my own drastic case of "head-up-ass-itis" I am pretty much in day three start over detox, which has added to my crankiness.
I hate poker night with a passion. Just once, I would like the kids to ride the bus to DH's office then he would have to make sure they got home, got homework done, studied for driver's test, read the book it books, folded and put away the laundry, made sure the garbage got taken out and the floor got swept, did the dishes, made the bed because the sheets were stripped and put in the wash before going to work, make supper, make sure everyone bathes or showers, all before 9 p.m., while I just fucked around doing as I please, then just as he's started to fall asleep, I'll begin texting, like every 10 minutes. That would be perfect. But alas will never happen....grrr.
Nearly every piece of technology I own is malfunctioning or acting like its circa 1988 and its really pissing me off.
I have about 18 days til confirmation and I have done next to nothing to prepare for it. Not that there is a whole lot to do, but new clothes are needed for at least Drew and I and dinner needs planned for roughly 30 people. Which reminds me, I should probably invite the roughly 30 people that I am supposed to have for dinner.
It's only 10 a.m. and yet it feels like I have been at the office for oh, I'd say 72 hours...It's going to be a LONG day.