Seriously. Is it just the time of year?
Why in the heck is everyone so...testy?
I'm pointing the finger at myself also, mind you. I'm SO not in the mood for the bucketfuls of crap that have been flung my way lately. So much so, in fact, that someone stopped me in the hall today to inform me that a document has a funked up table (and I care about this why?) and I politely informed him that I would take down his name and pray for him because that's about all I can do at this point.
I'm snippy myself because of various things, none of which are very important, but all of which seem to be bothering me. I'm annoyed that my mother-in-law never responded to my very heartfelt card. Not that I thought she would, necessarily, but then again, maybe I had a small amount of hope that she would. I'm sad because I would really like to go home and go directly to bed without passing go or collecting $200 because, once again, insomnia has become my bff and I can't get that bitch to go away. But I can't. My children, bless them, are getting their brown belts in Taekwondo tonight and Lord knows I can't miss that. And speaking of $200? Looking at our budget for next year is depressing me to the point that I feel like I can't breathe. I guess the fact that my husband made $27000 less this year than last year has something to do with that.
But what can I do about any of that? Nothing.
And really. REALLY. There are so many other things going on. Real, important things that actually matter. Like the craptacular economy and those poor people who are losing their jobs. Like the freaking never-ending war. The little children who will go to bed hungry tonight. The women dying of breast cancer.
The other stuff is just minor.
I wish someone would put me on their prayer list.
It couldn't hurt.