Is it Friday yet?

No? Well, tomorrow is for me. Thank the Good Lord. Because I really need to get away from my current place of employment.

If someone knows the answers to the following questions, I'd love some enlightenment.

1. If there is a basket of dirty laundry in the laundry room, why does Monkey have to throw his dirty clothes on the floor BESIDE the dirty laundry basket? Wouldn't it be just as easy to put the damn clothes IN the freaking basket?

2. Why can't Monkey just let me decide on the colors to paint the house? Why does he always have to help decide. He's such a pain in the butt. Because he's always off. Ugh.

3. Why does Monkey have to walk all the way back here to my room and say..."Don't you think "we" need to start another load of clothes?" Then he walks back to the kitchen which is right next to the laundry room. Yeah, why don't "we" do that? Of course, what do I do? I get up and start another freaking load of clothes.

Here's a promise for ya...one day, I'll get out of my crappy mood. I don't know when. But I will one day.