Because I’m ornery.

It started like any other day. I woke up on the right side of the bed. So, that can’t be it. I drank my coffee, ate my hardboiled egg, and exactly one cutie. And some other things.

Work has been steady-busy. So it isn’t lack of mental stimulation that has me wanting to crawl into bed and sleep for the next three weeks.

Sometimes I get this way. I decide I need to get a large Peppermint Mocha from Starbucks. And start a fight with the barista over the plain red cup. Even though I don’t care at all. Because ornery.

Anyway. Riveting. I know.

 

 

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