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It's after snacks, hor d'eorves, drinks, dinner, dessert x3. Games have been played, Easter eggs hunted, and now you're struggling to keep your eyes open.
And the cranky monster comes out to play.
You know the one... the one that makes you say snippy things, just because you're short tempered and tired. The one that makes you say, when your S.O. says they want to go home because they need to do wash for tomorrow, "What? Do wash? You know, we have machines for that now. It's not like you have to stand there and scrub them by hand or anything."
You know... those things that require the other person to have the patience of Job, and not be in a similar cranky state themselves to deal with. And remember... you've both been through the same thing. Meaning that they aren't dealing with it any better than you. And since you both know what buttons to push...
Which causes a semi-minor argument in front of family. Which they try to relieve by making jokes, but some of those (unwittingly) touch on other common arguements, and only make things worse.
Man, coming down off that sugar-fat-carbo high is a bitch.
*home now*
And the cranky monster comes out to play.
You know the one... the one that makes you say snippy things, just because you're short tempered and tired. The one that makes you say, when your S.O. says they want to go home because they need to do wash for tomorrow, "What? Do wash? You know, we have machines for that now. It's not like you have to stand there and scrub them by hand or anything."
You know... those things that require the other person to have the patience of Job, and not be in a similar cranky state themselves to deal with. And remember... you've both been through the same thing. Meaning that they aren't dealing with it any better than you. And since you both know what buttons to push...
Which causes a semi-minor argument in front of family. Which they try to relieve by making jokes, but some of those (unwittingly) touch on other common arguements, and only make things worse.
Man, coming down off that sugar-fat-carbo high is a bitch.
*home now*