Last Ditch Effort
I don’t know if this post will count in my “one post of substance a day” goal, but it’s all I got.
By the end of the week, I’m pretty much done. I’ve used up the last ounce of my patience and I’m worn out. I’m not pleasant to be around, I’m grumpy, and I probably smell bad.
As I type this, the cats aren’t even near me. Of course, with them I can just withhold their food for a while to gain their friendship back.
I’ve been getting angry lately, too. It’s never one thing, it’s usually a build-up of things, but I dislike it nonetheless. I’m generally a fairly easygoing sort, so getting angry really…well, makes me angry.
So the short version is that I’m sorry. I got nothing.