Expectations, expectations...

I'm a little grumpy, poopy, cranky, in a not too good mood... This was my first Saturday off, and my first full weekend with my husband in a very long time, he was invited to go fishing with his friend but decided not to go because I was so excited for us to be together.

Oh well... it's almost 6 pm and the day is going by and we haven't done anything... I guess I expected to have an awesome day, to go do something fun, not just stay home, but I shouldn't be frustrated because this is my own fault, I should have spoken out loud and asked him to plan something, which I didn't... so...

I went for a walk this morning with my dog, and I was a little sad that he didn't join me... but he can't read my mind, so again, this is my fault for not speaking up - darn it. ** the nice thing of walking besides the exercise, is the opportunity of listening my audio book (I'm listening to "when you are engulfed in flames" by david sedaris) or podcasts, so I am thankful for that.

Now I'm all bummed, bored and feel like I'm going to start crying at any minute... sometimes the pregnancy hormones can drive you nuts!!!

I wasn't going to write this post, but then I thought that this was a good idea, because this is who I am, right? life is not always perfect, so here I am, and also it seems like writing helps getting all of these funky feelings out.

Changing the subject.... I did finish a couple of projects today, finished a dog sweater and also a white scarf and added them to my etsy shop, so I'm glad I accomplished something. :o)

Better day tomorrow!