I don't like spiders and snakes

Pruning the rose bush sucks, just let me tell you that. The roses are gorgeous. I meant to take a picture and forgot amidst all the work, but my arms and lower legs tell the story of the War of the Roses. Ultimately, I think I won, but my arms and legs may disagree. I am covered in scrapes from wrestling the thorny beast today. A week from today, we are having Hot Rod's birthday party in the back yard and we have neglected the area pretty much since last summer.

*sigh*

So, now we have to get in full gear around four soccer practices, a baseball practice, a baseball game, karate and first communion practice and the actual first communion mass in the evenings this week. Yippee. And, I'm not a full speed because of the post-op healing. So, that makes it even worse. We have about a ton of mud on our paved patio/back yard area from the flooding on April 24 that we have to scoop up and move back into the yard. We have leaves and dust, broken toys, discarded toys, dirty toys, etc that all needs to be taken care of.

*have I already sighed?* Well, here is another one for good measure. *sigh*

Oh yeah, and I found another little snake in the yard. *shuddering* I hate snakes. I mean, I REALLY hate snakes, too. And, I think it is time to call the exterminator again. Something crawled down the wall in my laundry area in the garage. I'm not sure if it was a bug, a mouse or a lizard. Doesn't matter - it was crawling AND in my garage. Ick.

On top of it all, my loving husband and I were arguing over stupid stuff most of the day. I hate it when we fight. He can go to sleep and wake up like nothing ever happened. Me, I'm sitting here replaying the arguments in my head over and over again and stressing about them and wondering if it meant something that he went to bed without giving me a kiss. *sigh* I wish I were a man sometimes.