I hate when all I want is to spend quality one on one time with the girls, and I get buried in my to do list.
I hate when I try to be patient but impatience wins.
I hate when I snap and yell at the girls.
I hate when Mike tries to help in a very trying situation and I just get angry with him.
I hate that I am almost 35 years old and still have the hardest time saying I'm sorry.
Thank goodness that tomorrow is another day.