Things that are pissing me off right now:
DH gets to have a lovely journey to work in a lovely brand new car (he's a dealership car salesman), listening to his choice of radio station. I get to battle my four children to get into a rather shittier, messier car, and then endure a squabble about what radio/music goes on, if we go out anywhere.
DH gets to spend all day doing something he finds really fun and motivating, talking to real life adults. I get to spend all day doing some things that are fun and motivating and a lot of things that are shit and boring and repetetive and mundane - making food, breaking up squabbles, ferrying children places, talking to someone who is not an adult while constantly being interrupted by cries from somewhere of 'Mummy, can you wipe my bottom' or 'Mummy, so and so just snatched my toy' or 'Mummy, can you get me a drink?'.
And then to top it all, for his birthday, his parents get him a fucking IPad!!!!!!!! And I and the children get to make do with a shitty, several years old laptop, with a mouse button that doesn't work, so half of the children struggle to use it, and which is extremely slow and elderly and has no battery left so has to be plugged in the whole bloody time!
AIBU to want to shout out very, very loudly IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!!!
I wish this fucking PMT would bugger off and I can actually start feeling grateful again that I get to have day-long picnics in the summer with my girls and my friends and their children; that I get to see the chidlren doing fantastic things and be involved in the best bits of their lives as well as the shit bits (we HE so I really do see it all!); that I get to wear what I like all day long. And the moment, though, I just can't feel that grateful - I WANT A NEW TOY!!!!