I swear, I feel like I'm getting picked on. I realize this is probably just PMS, but still. At work, I got a couple of snippy emails and a phone call that I wasn't overly friendly (well, actually, in that guy's defense, he was friendly, but he wanted the problem to be resolved, so I can't really be mad at him). And then my STBX (soon-to-be-ex-husband) told me on the phone tonight that he was just asking about my day and I didn't have to be short with him. That just about set me off. So, I think I'm going to go paint my toenails, take a nice hot bath and go to bed. Oh, wait, Project Runway has to figure in there somewhere.
And the plants are already sprouting! I think we're actually going to have flowers! :D
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