Come here so I can smack you.
I’ll admit I am not exactly the last bastion of sweetness and light, but I do *try* to be somewhat positive and go with the idea of each day is a new beginning, a chance for things to be better, etc, etc.
Then there are those occasional days where I wake up and think it’s a good thing I am single, because if there was someone else in bed with me, I’d have to roll over and punch them in the face.
Today was one of those mornings. No actual reason for it, just woke up deciding the world seriously needed to be smacked around.
I HATE IT when this happens. Wanting to shank someone when you roll out of bed just doesn’t set the best tone for the rest of the day. At least I’d like to wake up with somewhat neutral feelings towards the rest of the world and they can later truly earn a sucker punch for stupidity over the course of the day.
Maybe I need more coffee. Or some chocolate, or to go re-read CuteOverload.com. But that will have to wait, as I have to go try and bean the mailman in the head with a slingshot.
Have a lovely day!