"Late to bed and late to wake will keep you long on money and short on mistakes." -Aaron McGrude
Due to a 9am class, I woke up around 8 this morning, and was reasonably aware, coherent, and in a good mood. It was just the first day, so I still thoroughly enjoyed my class, and answered the most important question. Then I biked home. So far a good day. Then something happened, something that would bother me on a normal day, but not overly so. I was bothered, but it did something else too. Immediately after, I felt grumpy. I got pissed at everything and angry at shadows. Random pieces of trash had doom rained upon them and clutter was assaulted. (The house wasn't overly dirty, and nor the cause of my grumpiness, just a symptom.) Luckily, no one was around. But I was still very disturbed that I could go from having a good day to being an asshole because of one little thing that doesn't really matter in the grand scheme.
I'm going to go get one of my awesome rats in the hope that he'll calm me down. Pets are (usually) wonderful for emotional well being. If you don't have any, you're welcome to come over and borrow mine for a while. Besides the rats, there are a number of Cats outside, most of which leave us alone, but at least a couple are quite friendly.
I'm going to go get one of my awesome rats in the hope that he'll calm me down. Pets are (usually) wonderful for emotional well being. If you don't have any, you're welcome to come over and borrow mine for a while. Besides the rats, there are a number of Cats outside, most of which leave us alone, but at least a couple are quite friendly.