Tired, which is to be expected. Also depressed, for no actual reason barring the heat, and miserable (which is different and has reasons), and irritable, and guilty for having been irritable at people I love. Argh.
I want to curl up on some grass, in some shade, possibly with a nearby sprinkler. Instead I have washing-up to do, so I suppose I shall go and do that.
Not to be all plaintive, but if anyone felt like cheering me up, this afternoon would probably be a good time to do it.