House buying is probably the most stress inducing thing I've done for over a decade. Thankfully our buying agent is the homie and thorough but the selling agent sucks, so badly. The house had a bathroom leak that destroyed a wall, rat damage to a water line and termite damage in the garage. We paid for all the inspections to go down just to find this laundry list of bullshit. The selling agent is acting extremely surprised by it all, followed by rushing tog et the work done in a haphazard way. Additionally, the fucking guy doesn't know how to use docusign. It's 2020 you leech!
My dog fucking sucks sometimes. After 2p, I go to the store for ingredients for dinner. The dog has been OK today so I think "ok, time to get her some new treats and a new toy for good behavior".
I come home, after cleaning our apartment so my wife can just chill when she gets home, to find our trash spread across the entire floor. Coffee grounds, old tinfoil, old meat, food scraps, banana peels, the whole nine. I was so mad I couldn't even yell. Having a poorly trained dog is like having a kid who got busted getting high at school: You know it's your fault they're this way but you're still disappointed that they're so goddamn stupid.