I'd Like to Say Wednesday Was Better

 I really would like that, but it was a damn crazy day. Work? Nuts... running off to Tutoring? Nuts. Dashing home and making dinner, reading for a meeting? I say nuts, it was just busy. I mean it was better in as much as I didn't have a headache, that part was good, but I just felt like I was running in place to stand still.

I got cranky when I discovered I'd have less than maybe 5 or 6 hours to do something that I was planning on taking my time over, on the weekend, cranky yes, but I wasn't freaking out like I got told I was. Yes it needs to be done, just... wanted to be able to go at my own pace for once.

I feel that a lot... that I don't get to to things at my own pace, and then I rebel and end up not doing a lot of things that I probably should. I'm bloody minded that way.