I’ve got a guy driving in from Indianapolis this afternoon; perhaps this is the BMW’s last day with me.
Part of me’s not taking this so well…I got up nauseated and I was very cranky, right down to being very mean to Joey at the breakfast table. Which caused Whitney to get really mad at me (rightly so). I apologized to him on the way to school for it, but still…I’m just OFF today.
Exhausted, dull, punch-drunk really. . .I’m trying to snap out of it and heal all the crap I caused this morning, but so far nothing.