en route irritation

I'm in such a piss off, pissed off, fuck you, fuck off, fuck all, fuckall mood today that if someone were to check my aura, my aura in question would behead that someone with such cold blooded precision that it'd leave French revolutionaries wondering as to why they opted for that barbaric guillotine implement when my slice-dicing aura would have more than sufficed.

Shit all mood for so many reasons, the smallest of things are annoying me today..viz..

• My new house slippers feel too warm
• there wasn't any sandwich bread in the fridge today
• the other resident of this house feels no compulsion to throw wrappers, empty packets, and waste papers in the garbage..instead they are left lying all over the bloody house like pieces of antique treasure that're meant to collected and hoarded and used as decorative pieces.
• My daily goals are hardly ever met, because life for all its worth gets in the way. My existence as myself is often eclipsed by a need to be something other than just me. I have so many apparent roles to partake in that I can't commit to a full time job as myself.  I feel like a cubist painting..and yes I'm whining and painting myself victim but goddamit, being a wife is the most thankless job I could have ever landed. 
• I have a migraine to end all migraines
• My house looks untidy today, and I have not the will nor the vigour to spruce up anything, not even my hair.
• I can't find my favourite t-shirt

aaargh to everything. I'm rage washing all bedsheets and pillow covers, without the slightest bother to separates whites from colours. 

the only silver lining is that my dearest friend is coming tomorrow and soon we shall be gone on a week long vacation. 

One week off from hating everything..a seven day procrastination period . hahaha..fuck it all.