Hole in the Wall!

This morning I woke up...who am I kidding..this afternoon I woke up and was instantly in a terrible mood. I have been in a bad mood for two or three days, I like to think that this is because I have had killer chest pains lately, but it isn't. For some odd reason my bad mood is my way of coping with the fact that soon I will be completely useless. You see this is my last semester of college. I will be graduating with a Business major ( emphasis in Marketing) in April. It has taken me six turbulent years to get to this point and now I have nothing left. I can't go and get a job because we move every summer, and I can't go to the grad school I want because Brent is still not finished with his undergrad here. I will be completely in limbo, and I absolutely HATE the idea of being useless.

Anyway, now you know the reason I have been mean to you or yelled at you recently I have to tell you about my little breakdown today. So I was sitting on the couch watching Jersey Shore (i know) and eating the rest of the box of fruit snacks that has been calling my name since I started my diet, when I decided that I had watched enough tv for the day. I walk upstairs and look to my right and there is a hole in my wall the size of a quarter. Not kidding! I freaked to say the very least, and the second that my hubby gets home today he is going to get grilled! This totally pushed me over the edge and I decided to take it out on the bathroom. For those of you who know me well, you know that I will do almost anything to get out of cleaning the bathroom, I just don't like it. I think that my brain just shut down or something. Two hours later it is sparkly clean and I feel a little bit better. Maybe cleaning will get rid of the useless feeling .... is that why housewives clean, because the don't want to be useless?