Crankypants

I've been feeling especially cranky lately. Maybe it's the two kids I babysit every day that test every last nerve I have. Maybe it's that I still get not enough sleep. Maybe it's that I seem to be in some kind of holding pattern. It's almost as if I'm waiting for the good stuff to happen, biding my time, gritting my teeth through the every-day crap.

I'm cranky with everyone, and it seems (to me at the very least) to be about anything. I have lots of good experiences. Went walking with Juanita last night and it was wonderful. Spent most of today at my sister's house for my nephew's 4th birthday party. The kids sleep most of the way through the night. We finally got a stove/oven (thanks to my brother and his wife, who thought it was broken and replaced it - it's not broken, just needed to be reset) for the kitchen so there is progress.

So what's the good stuff I'm waiting for? I don't know. It's a vague sense of unease. I'm really hoping that my appointment on Thursday with Dan proves the fitness plan to be still working. I just want this to be over. I honestly don't know what the deal is.

It's not cabin fever. It's not that time of the month. It's not mid-life crisis (I'm only 36!).

Maybe it's just waiting for the headache to go away. I can't remember the last time I didn't have it. blah.