I was Miss Crankypants today. For no apparent reason, other than our sales meeting is on Monday, and I am collecting projects and not finishing anything. Correction. All the stuff I KNOW I have to do is done, or just about done. It's the "blind-sided" items I'm getting hit with now.
Even my boss was like, "You OK?" And I'm like, "What?!"
"You seem weird today."
All I could say was that I was CRANKY. I woke up cranky.
He got it and fed me a cookie.
Why was I Miss Crankypants though? Not sure. It all started this morning when I couldn't get dressed and leave the house by 8:08am for the second day in a row, and my lateness to work was compounded by the blasted improvements to the infrastructure on Somerville Ave. Yesterday it took me over two miles out of my way and today it was about a mile. But I normally take those things in stride. Part of the commute.
Honestly, I think I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Which is weird, 'cause I always get up on the same side.
Ah well. Tomorrow's another day. Bright and cheery again?