I woke up on the crabby side of the bed this morning. Maybe because last night I went to bed disappointed and worried about someone I care for and that just seemed to carry over into the morning.

This feeling of utter pissiness has not dissipated in the least and really there is no reason. Today, my adorable, lovely, ultimately cool boss gave flowers to Ella and me. Yes, flowers (and you know just how very much I love flowers), because we had kept things together and handled things in her absence. Doesn’t that rule? She also brought donuts. . . mmmm, donuts.

Still the crabbypants stayed firmly in place.

Then I had to deal with the sisters, specifically the attendance of sister #4’s new boyfriend to Max’s birthday party on Saturday. See, this is the first boyfriend sister #4 has ever had. We must tease her mercilessly about it. This also means for the first time, ever, I am the lone single sister. I am pretty sure that this birthday party is going to blow so many goats that the number is incomprehensible.

Anyway we had to discuss sister #3 is the cute, funny one. Sister #2 is the mom and now sister #4 is the one in love. I get to be the bitter, lonely, unloved one. Wahoo! The joke went around about me joining the nunnery and sister #3 quipped, “and joining the nunnery would make your life different how?” and I responded, “at least I’d have an excuse.”

You know I love them with all my heart and if my ass weren’t crabby this wouldn’t have bothered me in the least.

So yeah, it’s been sucky. I worked my ass off on a tutorial all morning only to lose all the work because I am a bonehead and forget to save frequently. I don’t even listen to my own advice. Grrrr.

Then to top the day off hellfire and brimstone were rained upon me in a stupid meeting for asking the most innocent of questions. Suck, suck, suck.

I think it’s time to get this pity party on the road. I am going to go home and put on pajamas. I am going sulk and pout and eat hotdogs.