Bad mood rising…

Bad mood rising… Oh yeah. I don’t know why. I woke up in a great mood, with Max making his little Max noises in his bed, Jen in the shower and me waking up at a leisurely pace. Why hurry when the shower’s occupied and Max may get tired of playing in his room at any moment?
Now that I’m at work, it’s a whole different story. Wow, I’m not happy today. I want to walk out and not come back for a long long time. I want to tell people what I really think of them and not apologize later. Yep, I’m in a bad mood, and I’m gonna go buy some ice cream to try to snap out of it. I sure hope they have those Mississippi Mud sandwiches, or I may just tell the store ladies what I think of them too (there really isn’t anything bad to say about the store ladies. They’re swell).