People piss me off beyond belief this past week. I had the most painful day at work doing a craft with at least 15 kids and they all wanted help and couldn’t do it themselves and it was messy and didn’t have enough materials. Then nasty mothers saying I should have had the demos ready for their kids to see. Felt like punching them. Sorry I’m thrown into the room for 3 hours without everything I need and can’t help each person when everyone’s asking. Also covered in glue and trying to wrap yarn around a balloon, not the simplest thing. Ugh. Then my boyfriend..well ex boyfriend has a ton of my stuff and supposedly won’t be in town for more than a week. It would be nice to have my runners before I have my surgery in 2 weeks. I may snap one of these days, cannot handle people.