Sometimes people just get on your nerves. And when you are living in 1200 square feet, there is no place to escape. I am feeling on edge this evening, and not at all in the mood for my mother-in-law's commentary. "You're too hard on them" " They don't need that". Noted. Thanks so much for your concern.
I'm not in the mood for my husband's penny pinching suggestions. "I'll see if we can get so-and-so to watch the dog for free while we are on vacation". Which translates to-"I'm going to forget to ask so-and-so and the we will be one day out from our vacation and scrambling to find a pet sitter."
I'm not in the mood for my bickering children-"That's my toy" "No mine!" "He hit me" "I hate you".
Not in the mood, yet there is nowhere to escape accept to the bottom of my glass of ruby red wine. Cheers. Pour me another.