“Snow way is there snow outside today!”
Yes, there is.
After a glorious few days of sunshine and warm breezes, Michigan is currently sporting a layer of freezing white powder.
Admittedly, it’s got me down.
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning (not Andy’s side, just the figurative “grumpy side”) and I’ve been battling my inner grouch all day.
I’ve got a very full week ahead of me and it’s stressing me out. I still have the stupid cheek zits I complained about last month. They are still pissing me off. My mascara is clumpy and my clothes are getting tight because the scale is creeping up. I cried my eyes out during the worship set at church yesterday. So moved by God’s goodness. Then today I’m inconsolably crabby. Every little thing is annoying me. The crumbs on the counter. The drips that reappear as soon as I wipe them up. The size 8.5 expensive running shoes that felt great yesterday at the outlet mall but feel too narrow today. Thump. Thump. Thump. Grace moving about the house as loudly as a 200lb man. Drip. Drip. Drip. My nose beckoning for tissue every quarter of an hour. The grocery list. The 40 bags in 40 days de-hoarding project at a stand still.
Sleepy eyes no matter how much rest I seem to get.
I’m blaming the snow. Instead of myself.
You never knew I was so rational, did you?