I am so frustrated right now. I think it’s because I’m just overworked and under-rested, if that makes sense. I’m not getting enough sleep at night, and I had to wake up extra early today to see a client after only sleeping for about 4 or 5 hours soundly. It makes for a very grumpy Helen. And I’m still doing paperwork because both audits are tomorrow and Friday. So much stress. I’m still behind three cases and there’s no way I can get them all done by tomorrow morning 9am. I just won’t do it. I won’t stay up all night doing it. I’m as caught up as I can be right now and that’s all I’m going to do. Seriously. I’m darn tired.

I have left over pizza because I don’t want to cook. Left over pizza is good, I suppose, especially when I’m lazy, frustrated, and tired. On top of that, I’m frustrated at certain people, who will remain unnamed. Boy, I’ve got the case of pregnancy grumpiness. Tink also just knocked off my box of pizza slices, and I told her to fuck off and pushed her off. Damn cat. She yelled back at me too. Then she kept hopping onto the table to get another perspective of the pizza and I keep pushing her off. Dang. So frustrating.

The good news is, though, that I got a call from my doctor’s office and she said the ultrasound for Baby Bean went fine. Bean is growing appropriately and normally, so it’s all good. That’s good to hear.

I guess we all just need to have a grumpy day. I’m entitled to one. I’ve been good for a long time now.