I have been in sort of a vicious mood lately. I had a sucky week, my job is a little extra frustrating lately, and my headaches have been bad. This kind of thing is generally bad news for Connor, who always gets the brunt of my anger/annoyance. Two days this past week, my alarm didn't work and when I woke up late my first response was to curse (loudly) at poor sleeping Connor. I'm sorry Connor. I was a mess this week because I had a bad scare on the Mass Pike on Tuesday. I lost control of my car and skidded back and forth across all three lanes of the highway before regaining control. It is an absolute miracle I didn't hit anyone or anything. Instead of making colors brighter and smells smellier, my near-death experience just made me grumpier and more stressed out. I have driven way too many miles this week (I think about 750 since Wednesday) and it's getting really old.
Of course, I can't go into the job stuff, but suffice it to say I'm suddenly really liking the idea of going back to school.
So yeah... I'm grumpy. The summer is usually my laid-back time, but this one is not turning out that way. I need a vacation and I just got back from one. This blog entry should be enough to tell you that I'm not very much fun to be around right now and you probably shouldn't call me unless you want to hear me complain.
Kate