I am in a funk. I feel like poo. Physically I’m ok. I did end up with pneumonia and the recovery is a bitch. But I’m just so darn cranky. I’m accomplishing much on my list of To Do and that usually makes me light up like a billion watt bulb. But, bleh, I just don’t give a rip.
It’s one of those weeks where I am just waiting for someone to cross me so I can rip their heads off. And pinch them!!!!
Ok, not really. But holy frijoles Batman… I’m on people overload. Expectation overload. Argumentative teen boy overload.