It was all fine til the nap.

The nap.

I didn't sleep well last night, I don't guess women on the verge of 7 months pregnant do sleep well. On days I'm not at the shop I normally take an afternoon nap, I just HAVE to otherwise I'm a crab. Today I laid down around 4:30 I guess and had a really restless rest? Then Mr Woo got home and I fell back to sleep for about 2 hours! Oops! 

I woke up hungry enough to eat an ox! But we have no food in the house at the moment. We really need to go shopping. So we had to go down to the village shop. But sometimes it takes Mr Woo a while to get going, so by the time we got to the shop it was like 9pm. Still no dinner & I was getting mad. We spent too much time wandering around the shop and I was getting really frustrated and annoyed. While I was trying to get everything prepped for our baked potatoes I was speaking to Mr Woo's brother on the phone. He has a new girlfriend. It's her birthday in a couple of days and he called to tell me about her wonderful gifts which includes a trip to someplace wonderful. 

Well that was it. 

I lost it. 

I marched into poor Mr Woo who greeted me with a big smile and told him about how they're jetting off somewhere amazing and how we never do anything and I burst into tears & hurt his feelings :( 

Hungry.
Hormonal. 

Frustrated.
Seriously resenting my baked potato. 

You should have seen my crocodile tears. 

It was pretty terrible. 

Plus when I was on the phone I was wiping something up and broke a ceramic letter and cut my finger and  was bleeding all over the counter. 

What a night. 

I'm still grumpy but now also feeling awful for hurting Mr Woo's feelings.