Before any form of eff off... Love the Harry Potter reference. LMAO. 

Eff off to:

• DH going to class and work and forgetting to message my panicked a$$ until the next morning and then giving me the "well I told you I went to work right after class and figured you'd be sleeping so I just threw my phone in my bag." Well I was not DH in fact I was worried the exhaustion got you and you got in an accident somewhere. I didn't sleep and ended up calling your mom at 4AM to see if she'd heard from you... She thought the same thing I did. That you overexhausted yourself. We had a chat. Two days later he's updating me regardless of sleeping status. But dang. The male logic right there. (I should note. When I saw him before he left for class and work... He looked about to keel over from the exhaustion)
• All of SD9's friends having excuses and not being able to come to her party for her birthday
• Feeling like I forgot something in regards to Christmas somewhere...

I'm actually doing pretty good... Once i explained everything to DH, I've been apologized to about a hundred times now (and he HATES apologizing... He avoids it like the plague.) and he's actually updating me. 

Same to everything you said Aniki except the dishwashing I actually like it, it's gives me Zen and a feeling of a job well done and complete

Not doing my own list as I am still working on the staying positive thing, fake it till I make it

1. Eff off - To DHs family who continually leave me out of Group "family" texts, that are all about family gatherings and planning and what everyone is bringing. But include the 12-year old CHILD who could give an eff. SO glad that I did not do a big wedding and pay and go into debt so their unappreciative selves could drink and eat. SO glad I didnt spend any money on Christmas Cards this year, for them. The entire time with DH, his famiy has basically ignored me. EVERY gathering. No, "who are you conversations" And the younger ones are snotty. And now DH is mad at ME because I said "Eff THEM". A child has more importance in planning a family gathering than his wife. His supposed equity life partner. Like the child even cares. And supposedly DH has asked them to take the child off, and they decided not to listen.

2. Eff off - to DH. See above. Hes mad at Me. And Im sitting here crying at my desk.

3. Eff off - to unappreciative co-workers. yeah Im only a temp, but cant you even say good morning or goodbye or hello?

4. Eff off - to not being able to enjoy Christmas holidays this year. Did not get to Christmas cards, and did not get to do activities. I guess when the kids grow up I need to be better at creating my own traditions, and plan my own activities. DH just hasnt been "feeling it". 

F Off to tradespeople who function on some alien time paradigm that causes them to ignore all professional etiquette, promises, and my attempts at project management!

I've been essentially tied down at home for the last three weeks, dealing with contractors who come and go without a word, show up hours late, and send work crews lacking in clear instructions or sometimes even the necessary tools. What should have taken ten days is stretching to a month! I know I'm whining and these are petty first world problems, but it would be nice to be able to just come and go freely, finish decorating for Xmas, and get back to normal.

with my friend and her two horrible daughters living with me and there is no end in site of them leaving.

I'm losing my mind and my temper.  She's now brought over her dogs as well.  Her kids are horrible.  They think I'm their maid.  They don't clean up after themselves.  She didn't even take them to school probably three out of five days this week.  And they weren't sick.  She isn't looking for a job.  It's giving me depression BAD.

I work long, long twelve hour days.  I had to work a bunch of overtime.  So I clean up after them all.  Horrible horrible messes.  Like they literally can't even walk to the damn garbage can and throw away their garbage.  So this weekend I wake up and it's like a dang soriority girl party had taken place in my living room and dining room.  Pizza boxes everywhere.  Dishes everywhere.  Applesauce EVERWHERE.  Mashmallows on the floor.  JUST MESS!  At about 11 in the afternoon I wake them up throwing a fit and tell them, I'm not their maid and to clean up their mess.  So she comes out of her room and makes them clean up.  All of my nice towels and quilts were in the backyard wet.  I dont know why.  After I laundered them, two days later my nice towels are back in the backyard left out in the rain and wet AGAIN.  

So I clean the house.  I leave for awhile. I come back and the kitchen is a dang disaster.  Spagetti mess EVEYWHERE.  There is even dried spagetti broken up all over the kitchen floor.  The white blanket I just laundered is on the floor with spagetti sauce alll over it and they have spagetti all in my living room.  I have  a strict only eat at the dining room table rule which they break constantly.  I had to pull food out from under the beds where they are stAYING.  Pizza and cookies.  Retrieve all my dishes.  I'm repeatedly saying "I don't want roaches and rats.  I have a strict no eating in the bedrooms rule!"

The sheets come off the bed and they will just sleep on the mattress and ruin my mattress until I come and put the sheets and mattress pad back on the mattress.  I am tempted to safety pin them onto the mattress.

I'm just sick and depressed. 

It's just if it were me and I was living with someone jobless, I would be looking for a job every free moment.  I would be cleaning up after my kids and making them mind!  

I'm pretty good actually.  I have only one comment.

Eff Off to DH's huge laundry pile. I stopped helping at all if he doesn't put his stuff IN the laundry basket. I mean, It's right there in the closet - yet he persists in creating a pile so large, RIGHT NEXT TO the laundry basket, that it's now hiding his shelves and his hangars are almost all bare.  His selection of clothing yesterday was interesting to say the least.  I have given him enough warnings.  The cleaning woman (bless her) is coming tomorrow and I told DH that if he didn't clean up his stuff I would do it for him and he didn't want that did he?  Well, I'm going to be up early and likely putting all that stuff in trash bags and tossing them in his office. 

It's giving me SD14 flashbacks.

Eff off to dishes too, but not the dirty ones, the ones DH and I picked out because al the old ones got chipped and smashed by the skids ramming them violently into the countertop!
Got the new dished a few months now and 3 bowls are chipped, 2 plates are chipped and one dessert plate is completly shattered
FML!