Crabby To The Max

Have you ever had one of those days where the sight....no, the mere thought of someone, infuriates you? It doesn't have to be anyone in particular, just anyone. I'm having one of those days.

I don't want to talk on the phone.
I don't want to clean the house.
I don't want to do the laundry.
I don't want to cook supper.

I would prefer to crawl back in bed and forget this day ever happened.
I would like a do-over, please.

I haven't been nice to anyone today, and they've noticed. No one has said anything about it, though. I suppose the fear of my wrath keeps their mouths shut. And to tell the truth, that is fine with me.

Of course, because I don't feel like talking on the phone, everyone has decided to call me today. I tried to be courteous. I tried to be pleasant, but I don't think I succeeded. Frankly, I don't care.

It's hard to be a mom, a wife, or to even be sociable when I just don't like anyone today.

I hope that whatever hormone has control of my body today takes its leave by tomorrow.