Now I know that for the most part I am all airy fairy, lovey dovey, Miss peace and happiness, but of late that has not been working out so well for me. So I thought I would try something a little different today.
I am still sharing some things I know, because Miss Cinders is one of my most favourite blogs and I just love joining in with her. However today I am sharing things I know that make me go FFS and also joining in with Dear Baby G
I know that there is a recurring theme to most of the things that make me go FFS.
Can you guess what it is?
I'll give you a hint, it is a 8 letter word, starts with c and ends with n.
No? Well here is another hint.
I have three of them and honestly I know that some days they should be bloody thankful that they live to see another day FFS
I know that seriously I wouldn't really throttle them to within an inch of their life (and some days possibly even a little further), and I shouldn't joke about it on the internets, someone could get the wrong impression FFS
I know that most of the FFSness around said children mainly revolves around the eldest. Though she manages to get me so worked up that it doesn't take much from the other two to have me screaming and pulling my hair out FFS
I know that is didn't expect the teenage years to be trouble free but I most certainly didn't expect them to be so bloody hard before they even arrived FFS
I know that I have done more deep breathing, counting and walking away in the last two weeks than I have ever done before FFS
I know that it is all hormonal and this too shall pass and all that other crap that is hard to remember when you are actually living in a daily hell because someone refuses to abide by the rules FFS
I know though that hormonal or not there is still no excuse for me having to ask six thousand and seventy three billion times for the dishwasher to be emptied FFS. The same can be said for putting clothes away and picking up wet towels FFS
I know that rain on my washing days (is it only me who hears Alanis when they read those words?) makes me want to scream FFS very loudly. Even though it justifies me using the dryer, I know have a massive power bill to look forward to. FFS
I know there is just no pleasing some people FFS. The fact that I am complaining about not being able to fit *all* my towels in the dryer at once FFS is testament to that. I am sure there are many out there screaming at me but at least you have a dryer FFS. yes yes I know
I know that as much as I don't like to swear on the blog, going FFS all the way through this post has made me feel a lot better than when I was screeching like a banshee at the kids this morning FFS
And last I know that joining in with all these lovely bloggers below makes me go anything but FFS
Feels good to have a rant sometimes!! I have Alanis stuck in my head now!!ReplyDelete
Sure does Ann! Lol about AlanisDelete
Love it! I hope you are feeling better now!ReplyDelete
Sure am thanks!Delete
nothing like letting al the ffs stuff out!!ReplyDelete
I know Tammy, best idea ever!Delete
Ha ha great post! Nothing wrong with expecting the weather to cooperate on laundry day I wrote a blog about it!ReplyDelete
Yes I have mentioned it on more than one occasion I think as wellDelete
Maybe it's a good thing that in my complete ignorance I have no idea what ffs is?ReplyDelete
There is something about the teenage years that can make you want to eat more chocolate that you've ever eaten before...I have three tween/teenage step children - so I'm getting it. Especially the dishwasher...
Oh it is just terrible isn't it Wendy? The FFS is For F$%$ Sake. Sending some fairy wishes and butterfly kisses your wayDelete
The only way is up Hope the weekend is a little easier on you :))ReplyDelete
yep onward and upwards!Delete
A good rant and even though I don't have teenagers, I have a three year old that doesn't always do what I ask first time around either so I kind can relate. So glad the teenage years are a bit far off for me but thanks for reminding me it gets better. Or not ;)ReplyDelete
Yes best you just enjoy the good days when you can rather than thinking it may just get better with age ;)Delete
LMFAO! I KNOW I have heard you swear IRL so this post made me totally cack myself knowing the amount of frustration that must be happening atm for you to be all FFS!ReplyDelete
Hope the coming years aren't so full on, the initial rush of hormones freak their bodies out just a tad. Sometimes - if you're lucky - once they mellow out the host teenage attitude to said hormones mellows out too. Don't get your hopes up though... I'm being honest!! ;)
No hopes whatsoever lovely, other than just hoping we both make it out of this aliveDelete
Ranting helps me enormously. Things that make me go FFS (aside from my children who make me go FFFFFFS) are bad drivers, passive-aggressive people, know-it-all people and telemarketing. xReplyDelete
Ah yes they all make me go FFS as wellDelete
Hope the rant has made you feel better. I can totally relate. My boys aren't teenagers yet, but right now they are at that constant bickering stage and it does my head in. Sometimes I just don't want to pick them up from school, because the fighting will start the minute the car door shuts!ReplyDelete
Ha thanks for the giggle. I have not reached that stage yet I can only recall how frustrated my mum got with us girls, to the point where she put little notices everywhere such as put the cap back on the toothpaste............eh sorry to say we just laughed. Blogging Therapy good for something !ReplyDelete
FFS the baby won't sleep during the day. But I know I shouldn't complain as she sleeps all night and some people would gladly swap with me!ReplyDelete
Oh I feel your pain! Get it out of your system, vent away!ReplyDelete