Ever get in those moods where everything just annoys the shit out of you? And no matter how hard you try to not get annoyed, you just end up getting more annoyed than you ever thought possible, so by mid-day you feel like your head is going to explode?
Hi. That’s me.
Everything – and I mean everything – is annoying me today. The cornbread crumbs I’ve been stepping on all morning, the gigantic turd that wormed its way out the side of Oliver’s diaper and down his leg, the asshole in the truck behind me who repeatedly honked.