A brief complaint

It's stormy outside; windy, mostly. I think California has sent their weather our way.
The day has felt hectic, though that's not really the case. Every thing was more difficult than I wanted it to be.
It was one of those days when the kids repeatedly asked "why" when told to do something.
The ice maker in the fridge gave out.
I think the problem was me...well, not the ice maker. I am hearing annoyances louder than they are. Perhaps I am grumpy.
Every time I sat down to take a deep breath today, a child magically appeared with a need.
There's something that tells me I should go back to bed. I'm restless and irritable, and ice-less.

My marathon training program had me running 3 miles today, but the very suggestion pulled a sob from my throat. I decided to go easy on myself, and so I walked it instead. That counts, right? I walked fast.

I couldn't walk fast enought to escape that mood, though. It's still here.
Perhaps I'll be faster asleep, eh?