I woke on the wrong side of bed this morning. It might have been that tequila headache. Followed quickly by a bad hair day, and my inability to find the right bra to go under my white shirt. Things escalated when it was neither warm enough nor dry enough for me to ride my scooter today. Then my friend called and made me cry, & now my eye makeup looks like hell. I’m dreading going to my parent meeting tonight where I will be expected to take on many tasks that I do not have the kind of schedule that will allow me to participate. In conclusion I am grouchy and you might want to avoid me today.
On the upside…my hair ribbon matches my shoes.