Loose ends

I'm having one of those days where I can't seem to find my equilibrium. I'm all moody and bored and argumentative. In fact, I don't even want to be around me right now. Everything seems like too much and everyone seems annoying. I overslept and we missed church, it is too cold to go for a walk so the dogs didn't get out, and I can't eat or breathe because the baby has decided to inhabit my upper torso.
I hate days like this.
I bet T.G. hates them too as he lives with me. Sigh.

We went out earlier because I was feeling all house-bound and insane and going out sort of made it worse because I realized everything outside the house was as lame as everything inside the house.

There's no reason for me to feel so blah. I got all the Christmas stuff safely stowed away, I have new fabric to work with, I made Little Guy a squirrel toy that he loves, AND we got a new TV. It should be a good day, but I'm a hormonal pregnant mess. I truly cannot wait to have this baby and get over myself already.

I think I'm going to go sit in the baby's room and look at the peachy pink walls and cute ruffly dresses and just try to relax. BEFORE I turn into an utter harpy of evil. Meh.