Patience is a virtue..someone please lend me some!

I think I am programmed to have only a specific amount of patience per day. Unfortunately my allotment usually gets used up at work, which leaves everyone who lives with me at home on the short end of the stick. Every night I go to bed with regrets. I tend to stay awake long into the night thinking about the things I did wrong that day, and silently beating myself up over the snippy or impatient things I said during the evening. I hate that feeling! So here's my blanket apology...

• I am sorry for snapping at you when you asked that question again, even though I already answered it earlier. That's no reason to be rude!
• I am sorry I didn't laugh at your jokes
• I am sorry I took personal offense at something you said very innocently...I know you didn't mean anything hurtful by it, but when my patience is gone so is the first few layers of my skin
• I am sorry I didn't respond when you showed me affection
• I am sorry I attacked back when you juimped my case over something silly. I understand that you also can be in a bad mood, and you don't always mean the things you say.
• I am sorry I didn't listen to you and your stories.
• I am sorry I became impatient with your comments about the TV program we were watching

I wish they sold patience at Wal-Mart. I'd buy a case of it...daily.