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Yesterday, I hated the kids

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When I don't work out for a bit I start to break out a little, my sleep is interrupted and I am less productive than usual.  My clothes become ugly and food doesn't taste as good and the people around me become really annoying.  Yesterday evening at around 5 pm, after a week long hiatus from the gym and a day full of listening to the unending banging on a drumset that seemed like a good idea at the time, I told my husband in no uncertain terms that I hate kids.  We have two.

He firmly and gently led me up the stairs and into our bedroom and told me to put on my gym clothes (which I had laid out the night before) and go to the gym.  "It's 5 on a Monday.  It'll be crowded at the gym," I protested (whined). 

He pointed in the direction of the pounding and reminded me, "It's crowded here."

And when I came home, the kids were cute again.