Troubled Tuesday


Troubled Tuesdays is basically my complaint day to complain about all of the troubles I have, which could range from what is happening on TV shows to who knows what.

  • I am very thankful that we have air conditioning, but man it makes me miserable because I hate to be cold.  When our air conditioner is on I walk around with a sweatshirt, socks, and a blanket.  I cannot say it enough I hate to be cold.  Do I like to be hot, no not necessarily, but the cold hurts.  As I sit here typing this, my fingers are freezing and I just want to go burrow under a blanket to get warm.  I have been debating about getting the heating pad out to help warm me up.
  • I know I keep harping on this but S why do you have to keep climbing in bed with me at night.  I hate it that you have gotten good sneaking in my room, because I will wake up and find you snuggled in my arms.  I have no idea how or when you got there.  Stay in your own room.  If it was legal I would seriously consider locking you in your room at night kind of like when we would zip you into your crib at night.
  • RHONJ drives me nuts.  Theresa drives me nuts.  I know they say that they all work it out during this season but I do not see how I am going to end up liking her at the end of the season.  Guess we will see what happens.
  • I hate when my DVR acts up.  Last night it was supposed to record The Glades and American Pickers at the same time.  I sat down to watch The Glades and it did not record.  I checked the DVR at 8 pm and it was set, when I went to watch it at 10:30 pm, nothing.  Why can it just not work all of the time?  It does work most of the time I would say about 90% of the time.  I could trade it in for a new (used) one, but there is so much recorded on the DVR that I do not want to lose; I guess I will suffer with losing some of my recordings so that I do not have to get rid of shows I have saved for S and me.

What is troubling you?

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Disclaimer: I have never claimed to be any great writer. So any mistakes that are made are my fault. Sometimes I mix up names B, S, and P, but I think you can figure out who I am talking about. If you find any grammatical errors just fix it in your mind so it sounds right.
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