You know that your day is not going to be good when it starts out with security telling you that your reserved parking spot has been reassigned to someone else.
That was, unfortunately, about the nicest thing that happened today (because I got it fixed).
I know that a lot of it is me. Things that would normally not bother me or which I’d be able to ignore are getting on my nerves. I’m snapping at people, short-tempered and just curt with everyone. It’s annoying.
I don’t like behaving like this. I’ve been trying my best to keep my mouth shut so I don’t say something stupid to anyone. It’s a hard thing to do in this kind of mood.
I’m in that venting mode, where everything sets me off and everyone is on my sh*t list. Lovely, I know, but I don’t know what to do to get past it.
It doesn’t help that my private life is also setting off my warning bells — or maybe I should say that the combination of both the stuff at work and the stuff at home are just making me emotional. I hate being emotional.
I am, at heart, a practical woman. Unfortunately, I am also what my boss calls “flamboyant.” I am vocal, “audible” (read LOUD) and prone to showing what I’m feeling. I purge my feelings to my coworkers so I can put on my happy face and deal with media, etc. with my perky PR mask on tight.
Bad moods take up a lot of energy, and I need to get past this one if nothing else to get rid of the exhaustion. I’ve got things to do and I can’t waste my time on this… mood.
I will feel better… eventually.
