Little Black Cloud

Today - I woke up grouchier than all heck and I immediately wanted to put on the most comfortable cotton clothing I could find, snap my fingers so that a decaf mocha would instantly appear on my nightstand, and I wanted to burrow back deep, deep down into the covers of my bed and cry. Why you ask? How the heck should I know! But... I was grouchy.

However, life slows for no woman so I dragggggged myself into the shower - still grouchy - and attempted to make myself feel pretty. Oh, did I mention that becoming more rotund with baby-belly with each day doesn't help. Somedays I have that maternity "glow" in which I feel like a Greek goddess in all her fertility. On other days, such as this morn, clearly I did not.

I must also mention that I love my daughter with my entire being, but girl.... don't mess with me... PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE just brush you teeth, like I asked so sweetly the first 5 times, and do it in under 10 minutes, and let's head out the door. I REALLY had to work at patiently coaxing my wee angel through her morning process so that, with a hope and a prayer, I could make it to work on time.

Praise the Lord, that my students are so lively and generally pretty sweet. They can usually drag me out of a funk. Sure enough they got me motivated and temporarily out of my grouchiness until I had to start dealing with the garbage that can sneak in and ruin a day - late assignments, other grouchy people, excuses, immaturity,professional demands, questions, questions, and more questions. Unfortunately, as the day wore on, the day began to ware on me and it was just down hill from there.

It was one of those days that when you climb into your car to FINALLY head home you have to make a decision. You let out a deep dramatic sigh and say "Am I going to take this home OR am I going to leave it along the road?" I littered my bad attitude all over the road and put on a winning smile for C when I picked her up.

Things finally picked up while we drove across town (listening to Crazy In Love, like 5 times per C's request) to pick up our honeymoon video that we recently transfered to DVD (courtesy of a lovely gift certificate from B). We haven't watched our video in two years, so the hubby and I decided to get Chinese take-out and to make it a family movie night. It was wonderfully fun and left no aftertaste of the morning's previous bad mood.

Perhaps it's the weather, the hormones, or lack of sleep. Who knows. Tomorrow is another day, and I think that I've shaken my little black cloud for now.

So dear reader, I wonder what can ruin your day and make you want to hideaway in your bed?