Friday Letters . . .

I was going to preface this post with...

"Be warned...
I'm in the midst of a horrible day and my attitude is rotten."

...but I think the pictures pretty much sums that up, no?

So I saw a friend post "Friday Letters" today and decided I'm stealing it.
(After I so responsibly asked permission to not only steal, but link to her.)

Dear Stupid People,

Please don't punish me for your stupidity. If you really feel the need to come to be with a problem (of stupid proportions) don't be offended when I'm short with you.

Dear Work Computers/Technology,

I hate you. Who needs you anyway? Why can't we just do it all with a pencil and paper like they did in the ol' days? They got along just fine.

(Just kidding...that'd make me lose my mind.)

Dear Grapes,

Why must you be sour when you're on sale...?

(Oh, Fareway planned that? Go figure!)

Dear (Personal) Technology,

Why do you have to be so expensive, tempting, and ever-changing? They have the newer version of you out before your last version even hits puberty.

Dear Sleep,

I miss you.

Dear Pillow,

I hate you. You're fired. I'm replacing you soon.

Dear Wes,

I love you more than you'll ever know. The distance between us currently due to your job is hard on me, but it's going to pay off. You're getting great experience and contacts to help you network for our future. I feel so blessed to have you home today through Monday - I will not take it for granted!

p.s. The shoulder rub at lunch took the edge off of my horrible mood. Thanks!

Dear Baby Beck,

I love you so much already, it's crazy. You should know up front, though, that I'm ridiculously impatient...so these next five months are going to be pure torture for me. It's already gone so slow... How can I wait five more months to look into your beautiful eyes...?!