Jessie the Grouch

I woke up this morning at about 2:45. This is the third time in the past four days this has happened, and the tiredness combined with hormones and a growing impatience (I'm not known for being a patient person) for the baby to get here is not making me a fun person to be around. I've managed to hide it as much as possible, but it slips out in little bits.

Several things made me feel quite stabby yesterday (thanks to Amalah (at least I think it was her) and others for bringing that term to my attention, because it captures exactly how I felt toward certain people and things yesterday so much better than "annoyed"), including:

Someone writing out suggested changes and commenting on typos in my work instead of correcting these things which would have taken less time than the suggesting and commenting done.

Potholes

A lack of parking spaces within almost 100 yards of Target

Waiting in the drive-thru lane at Taco Bell for more than 10 minutes for just a burrito and nachos

Having to be at work instead of at home napping like I would have preferred

Aaron joking with me instead of giving me a straight answer to my question

Aaron repeatedly pretending to take videos of me while I was changing or after I came out of the shower (no actual videos taken, he was just holding the camera and aiming it toward me)

Plus various other small things that just grated on my already raw nerves.

I'm hoping my mood improves today. It should, there are plenty of good things that are supposed to happen, and as long as I separate myself from everyone for the majority of the day, everyone should make it out alive. Who knew that being 39 weeks pregnant would make me such a grouch!