Why Am I Me?

I love myself, don't get me wrong...but...i do things that drive myself nuts...and i am sure drive those around just as nuts!

*I am a raging, self centered, bitch when i am pmsing. I am in a cronic bad mood. I could snap at you at any moment! Watch out!
*Before i go on a trip i always have a gazillion things on my "list" to get done before i leave. Just a few examples: pick up drycleaning, vacuum the floors, retrieve the suitcase out of storage, laundry, get Romeos stuff ready which consists of a trip to the vet for his "special" food-Ralphs to get ziplocks for his food, wash his favorite blanket, buy dog bones, etc. Make sure moms mothers day gift is complete, buy a card, ship the gift. Then...there are a million things work related i have to have done in order to have a peace of mind while i am away.
*I hate, hate, hate going to the bank! Hate it. Wait in line...fill out deposit slip, etc. This is all b/c i am too lazy to switch my bank accounts to my CA account which would therefore give me the ability to do all the deposits via ATM.
*I have to be entertained all the time. This means that i had to go buy me a new book at Barnes and Noble to relieve my constant boredom during long flights. Just another f ing errand!
*I have to find the closest parking spot in a lot. So therefore i waste more time driving around then just fucking parking and walking. Because geeeez we all know i need the exercise since i talk myself out of going to the gym every damn night.
*I have what whoorl calls CBLOCD. I must be early to everything! I am even early to work...every. single. day. I am one of those people that gets completely and totally aggravated with those constant tardy friends.

So, that my friends, is why i even bug myself!