Today has been one of those days. A bad mood kind of day. Nothing in particular happened – the dog smelled bad and had to be bathed, Petra was home sick and dropped berry juice on the carpet, the cleaner Travis’s work so kindly provides spent three hours cleaning around us – nothing major. And yet, I felt like everything was on my last nerve and I wanted to yell or cry or just tell the whole world to piss off.
And all for no particular reason that I can discern. Cross fingers that tomorrow will be a better day.
In the meantime, I’m listening to Kid Cudi’s Pursuit of Happiness, drinking Darjeeling tea, and breathing in and out (as recommended by Petra).