Dazed & Confused
I'm a bit out of sorts tonite. This morning got off to a truly awful beginning. I was screamed at for about 15 minutes straight -- nothing I did, just the lucky recepient. At least it reillustrated why I stay as far away from certain relatives as possible. I was mentally and emotionally drained the entire day and yet the person in question felt the need to keep calling back to say they were sorry. I took a Tylenol PM a while ago so hopefully I will fall into sweet oblivion soon.
I'll write tomorrow about this past weekend.