I am having regular meltdowns over next to nothing. Today it was the traffic lights changing too fast. Tomorrow? Probably losing a pen.
I think I’m going insane. From about 3pm-5:30pm I’m an absolute mess. Sometimes its hunger related, other times its this general discomfort. I find myself walking down the street with a furrowed brow and having no idea how long I’ve been scowling for.
Mental note: buy some wrinkle cream.
They say the rest of this week will be really hard and then it’ll all smooth out as I head for the finish line. Well, I certainly hope so because I fear for the people I live with.
BEWARE MY WRATH