I am in a cranky, bitchy, and altogether bad mood this morning. I'm doing my absolute best not to take it out on the ones I love, which pretty much means I'm being very quiet and keeping to myself as much as possible.
Family tensions originating back home. Given we live in VA now, these occasional incidents are even more annoying than they used to be.
I had a series of horrible dreams last night.
The kids got me up at 6:30am.
I'm horribly behind on a freelance project that will likely see some sort of love this weekend, if I've got enough bandwidth to get to it.
I turned 35 on Tuesday.
I'm being loaned to another team at work for three weeks, starting next Tuesday.
I've played in one game session this year. ONE.
I have a doctor's appointment today that I need to reschedule. I tried to call them yesterday, just after 1pm, but they were closed for the day. What sort of doctor's office closes that early?
The cats are being especially bad lately. They jump onto the dinner table and the kitchen counter whenever they please. They attempt to snake food from our plates. They drink out of our cups and glasses. They are rude, rotten beasts.
I've got to write up a document for something special, and I think I've figured out how to handle the formatting. Only thing is, I don't know what in the hell I'm going to write about.
All in all, I'm feeling like I want to crawl into a hole and hide today. There is plenty to do at work today, though. PLENTY.
If the way I feel this morning is indicative of the way my day is going to pan out, maybe I should find a nice burrow to sleep in.