Who the hell is that bitch on wheels?

[poodah]

Lately, I have been a total bitch to Jeff and I have no explanation for why. Things aren't exactly stressful right now as I have an impending break between new and old job that should last 2 weeks. We're doing well financially. I am well fed and somewhat exercised. I'm medicated properly for all my illnesses. I can't figure it out. I have a sinking suspicion it might be booze related. I'd been drinking a bit lately--and when I say 'a bit' I mean a glass of wine with dinner, 2 weak cocktails over the course of a 6 hour party, etc. I have been drinking almost daily for the last few days and I wonder if the grumpiness is some weird withdrawal. Maybe I'm just nervous about the new job? but that seems so far away. In any case, I can't believe how sharp I am with Jeff, who is nothing but sweet to me, and that I don't even notice it. Even after the words are out of my mouth I don't realize it. Everything he does (or doesn't do) is so damn annoying and I just pick on him.

This weekend was lovely, but Sunday I stalked around the house unable to relax in my own home. It was just weird to be so amped up and angry about nothing. This despite adventures at the fruit market that included fresh kumamoto oysters, an amazing clam pasta dish, super fresh tomatoes, a birthday party for a beloved friend with awesome pasta, and a day at the beach followed by grilled mackerel and unbelievably tasty grilled Moroccan style veggies. And I worked out! And I went to a beach burn in honor of the Man. And it was all fun!

Still, feeling like an awful nasty person.