Today was...arrrgh.
I pulled a muscle in my neck, we lost power for an hour or so, the battery in the CO detector started to die so it beeped endlessly to let me know regardless of how many times I told it, yes, I know, your battery is dying, and the dog decided to freak out about every little thing. (Wind blows the door open? Freak out! I knock a book off the couch on accident? Freak out! Let the cat in? Freak out! Let the cat out? Freak out! Arrrgh.)
We finally got the CO detector to shut up by pulling it out of the wall and removing the battery. We have replaced the battery now so probably won't die of CO poisoning but can't put it back on the wall.
...So basically it was just a lot of little things that were only really grating because I fail at life. Or was already in a poor mood. Or because they all came at once. Or something.
Whatever.
I have hot cocoa and new Psych tonight.
...there is new Psych tonight, right?