They love British Cartoons.

I painted my new front door yesterday. It is horrible. I'm a failure. 

Sometimes I feel like a total crazy person. I have no control over the things that go on inside my home or at my job.

My kids don't listen to me. 

My husband is clueless to my frustration or he acts like he is. 

My dogs are horrible. 

I am horrible. 

I need a drink. Oh wait. I'm on a diet. Can't drink. 

So I'm on a diet. 

I've been really good about not eating fast food. I haven't had starbucks or soda. I've only had the tiniest sip of sweet tea because I was choking on my low sugar high protein granola bar. I've kept my sugar intake super low and my protein and fiber high. It's been 10 days. I haven't lost weight. I don't mind. I just want to be thin. 

I'm starting to feel like my "fake it Til you make it" mentality has made me a different person. A person I don't like. 

This is my new dog.

To do 2015

I've got to get my shit together in 2015. I am not a nice person. I'm not a good parent. I'm not a good wife or housekeeper. Not a good dog owner or employee. I'm so frustrated at myself. I am spread too thin and don't know how to ask for help.