Isn't it awful when you have one of those weeks when you find yourself in a foul mood every morning when you wake up, and even worse when you don't even know why.
Maybe it's a reaction to snowdrop being ill, but now she's home she's so much better.
I just feel so stressed out and yet, there isn't really one reason for me too.
This computer is going so slow, work is rather slow although you do get mad moments and I am getting a little tired of one woman at work who does nothing but swear, swear and swear again.
I will cheer up, I'm watching Hot Fuzz right now and that usually makes me laugh although I haven't laughed yet really.
I hate these weeks, but it will pass.
Next week should be better.