We all get grumpy every now and then. Right now, I'm grumpy.
I'm grumpy at Texas for not linking its language arts standards in any kind of sensible way, thus causing me to waste hours of work on a correlation that will be out of date in 9 months.
I'm grumpy at whoever runs the heat in my office building because it's so hot my head could explode.
I'm grumpy at the Relief Society for having a "good news minute" every Sunday that might as well be called the "announce your pregnancy minute."
I'm grumpy at my hairstylist for giving me too many highlights.
I'm grumpy at my body for not being able to act normal for more than 24 hours.
I'm grumpy at the endocrinologist for being booked halfway through January.
I'm grumpy at . . . actually, I think that's it.
I'm kind of relieved actually.