Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Not a great start to my morning.
Nothing exceptional happened last night but a friend was upset about something that may or may not happen and then I started to worry and even though I'm saying "whatever happens happens" I'm actually pissed but I don't want to say anything because it's really too soon to get worked up.
So I decided to go to bed and de-stress, after all I didn't spend an hour and a half contorting my body in yoga to be stressed out later in the day for nothing right? So I put on a meditation cd and meditated myself to sleep. Until.... some women with a lisps whispering voice starts telling me "relax your eyes, relax your nose," etc. Not only is this not relaxing but her voice actually woke me up!
So I turned off the cd and tried to get to sleep again the old fashioned way and that took forever but I finally went back to sleep because I started having the most twisted and morbid dreams. In the dream someone was dying while Lindsay Lohan was cheating on a bunch of guys and running through a cornfield. The dream was so whacked out I didn't even bother breaking out the dream dictionary.
By the time I woke up to the sound of James and B clomping around the house, slamming doors, showering and taking out the dogs I was not rested and in a bad mood. I was pissed off before I even sat up. Knowing that when I am pissy before my feet hit the floor I am more volatile then a ticking time bomb I limited my words to anyone and took a shower. Then I made a cup of coffee that really tastes like poo and am sitting trying to blog and get over whatever it is that has my panties in a wad, problem is I just don't know what that is so here I am, paragraphs later and caffeinated and still pissy.
I hope I snap out of it. I have too much to do today and no spare time to let the inner bitch out so hopefully she will go back to sleep or who knows what may happen.