Wrong side of the bed

~I think I must've gotten up on the wrong side of the bed today, to use one of my mother's old expressions. For no discernible reason I was grumpy. Nothing seemed right. I had to work on my day off (although I don't think that's what made me grumpy), it was cold and rainy and I just couldn't think of any reason to be cheerful.

I hate getting in moods like that, because when the day starts that way it colors everything that happens. Fortunately what I had to do at work was edit the newsletter and that didn't require me to interact with anyone. So I spent the day in solitary fashion, just me and the computer.

Maybe I was just tired. Tonight after dinner I sat down to do some reading for tomorrow, and fell asleep, waking up almost three hours later. So now here it is close to midnight, I've had a nap, but my work isn't done. But I'm going to bed any way...tomorrow is an early day, and staying up any later won't make it better.