I was so cranky yesterday...everyone survived the storm, but barely. I've just felt super busy and I don't do busy. I'm capable of it. I get tons done. But I don't prefer it.
All I wanted yesterday was a nap.
And a cupcake.
All I got was an MRI appointment for my son an hours drive away, paperwork minutia for the rugby club my husband and I run, nagging about said paperwork minutia from my husband, and in the midst I placed ads around Facebook for my free writing course (I've never placed a big-girl ad before so it was all new for shits and giggles).
No freaking cupcake.
No leave 'me the hell alone space' to write or dream or think.
So yeah, I was cranky. I'm not judging myself for it. I was just off my center. I don't need to spiritually white wash it by saying I'm grateful for all the things I learned yesterday. I just simply was spiritual and cranky at the same time.
Off to get me a damn cupcake for lunch...