Today I was cranky. Short tempered and in a foul mood. I could almost feel the storm clouds raging above my head as they followed me from place to place, person to person. Now usually when I acknowledge I’m cranky, it sort of disappears. Like I say, gosh I’m cranky today, I start to notice it and it goes away. Because I don’t like living as a cranky pain in the butt. But today, no amount of sharing my I’m cranky shifted it AT ALL. If you’d met me on the street today you would probably have given me a wide berth and been left with an overwhelming feel of ick afterwards.
So I’m glad we didn’t meet.
And then as it does when you’re a walking storm cloud of cranky, things started going wrong. Little things. Stupid things. Big things. And more little things. I was a magnet for things that made me cranky and that made me cranky. Crankier, I probably should have said. Isn’t that always the way it goes. When you’re cranky you just keep getting more and more cranky and more and more reasons to BE cranky. Gah.
So I had coffee with a friend, came home and cooked dinner for my Hubby and got all determined to lose the cranky.
I think I’m almost there.