That week

You know it's that week when:

• you want chocolate
• you are in an unexplainable foul mood
• you want to yell at that idiot pushing a single pram right at you to bugger off and explain how you can handle a twin pram with one hand better than they can do it with two hands and one baby
  
• you want to smack that person wearing white framed sunglasses in the back of the head
• you want chocolate
• you feel like slashing the tyres of that house on wheels, AKA 4WD, just cos there is a single person in the car and they parked on the footpath, just before you got to the point where they parked
• you want to yell at all house on wheels drivers on the road
• you want chocolate.

so yeah, kinda feeling sorry for the bloke at home right now, and am planning on not being near him, just for his own safety....