some days you just want to get drunk & shoot somebody

This morning started off really screwed up. Before taking the two youngest to the bus stop I had to get gas. So I went down to the nearest Sanoco station and paid $10.00. When I went to put the gas in the tank, I found that the dumb ass had it on other pump, Sooo, I pulled around to that pump and found someone else putting the gas I  had just paid for! When I went in and said something, I was accused of trying to steal the fuckin gas I had just paid for! I found myself having to chose between  pushing the issue and going to jail for I swear it would have ended with me beating the shit out the guy, or taking the kids to school and keeping them from seeing me go to jail. I chose of course the latter, but I still want nothing more than to knock the shit out of that asshole. And then when I made it back, the oldest missed his freakin bus so he had no choice but to stay home today because I simply didn't have the freakin gas to take him. Of course who is getting blamed for all this, I am. sometimes, not very many, but sometimes I wish I had never gotten married, for I am always to blame for everything according to the wife. But in the end, those days are far and few between.

Anyway, I have been spending the morning trying to get things put right around here. Doing some cleaning as well as rearanging in the living room. If she don't like it, tough.