I'm getting angry

I've written this post twice now - this being the third. I wrote a clever little paragraph about how it rained yesterday and I almost drowned. I admitted that the near drowning incident wasn't true, but that we had a lot of rain. I also wrote about my sister calling to tell me that their rain turned into snow and how happy I was that it wasn't us. Fast forward to this morning when I looked out to snow on the ground.

I went on to tell you about the standing water in our basement and how I'll be going home at noon so that Justin can take care of it so that I can sleep tonight before returning to work for my overnight shift. My last two attempts to post didn't have any run-on sentences - unlike the one I just typed.

Then I wrote about Jack rolling over for the first time yesterday and how excited I was about it. Now, I'm just mad at blogger. I'll write more another day, but for right now - I'm angry.