Grrr. Arrgh.

Everything in the world irked me today.

I just could not pull myself out of my thundercloud.

It was one of those days where I feel like I should have either apologized in advance or just bloomed full-out into Viola Swamp.

She, at least, would have reveled in her bad mood, whereas I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience, watching my (more) evil twin pull her eyebrows together and snap at my kids.


Hurry, Christmas.

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