But the days are awful.
At least I'm getting a lot of cross stitch done.
My god I'm an angry little person full of spite and a desire to break things at the moment. I've not really felt like this since I was about ten. It can't be a good thing. I wish I knew what to do.
I don't expect suggestions from any of you, by the way. I don't know why I'm posting at all, or anything. I don't know what I'm doing hour to hour.