I had a nice enough weekend but it ended too fast. There was food I shouldn't eat (chic fil-a), an evening out at a comedy show, a graduation party, and some quality time together. As a result, the girls took their first (and second) ride in the new vehicle. It feels like a complete destruction of it when the first tainting of fur and slobber occurs.
I'm in a mood at the moment. I know I'm taking innocent comments to imply things they weren't intended to. I know that those thoughts are spiraling into other emotions of inferiority and doom. It's just unbelievable how hard it is to shake a bad mood sometimes, even if you know it is all in your head.