I have been in a foulish mood all day. It started when I was having a great dream that was put an end by a cat kneeding on my arm. Damn cat. Then, Rob moved up the time on the radio alarm ten minutes which means we wake up to commercials. I hate waking up to commercials. It blows. I had it set perfectly, so that I wake up to the middle of a song, and then my radio people come on the entertain me for 15 minutes before I have to get up. It was perfect, and this morning it was wrecked.
After I took Leila to school, I took a shower and started to read my next book club book and I fell asleep on the couch with the dog. This is not a reflection on the book, on which I am still reserving judgement. I woke up with a headache. I put on some make up, just to kill time. I could have done dishes, but I feel like I'm on an involuntary dishes strike. I just can't seem to bring myself to do them.
There is a fly in my house that I have been trying to kill all day, and it wont die. Leila and a friend are playing Wii and its so frustrating (but also kind of funny) when the other kid has never played, and she's pointing the remote up in the air and behind her and wondering why her cowboy keeps crashing into the fence.
I am going out to drink some wine with some friends tonight, so that should change my mood. It will be cooler, and I'll have wine, and maybe I'll eat something delicious.
Tomorrow is Friday, though. Friday!