I could be cranky because Big Cheese’s office smelled like old pork ribs and I was trapped in there all morning.
I could be cranky from low blood sugar or because someone keeps bringing in cookie trays at work and I am trying desperately to avoid them.
I could be cranky because the numbers on my scale are not moving in the direction that I want them to. I noticed that sex helps with that by the way…at least if you do it right.
I could be cranky because Angry Guy spends money like it’s water this time of year and had the nerve to ask me if I need a list of things to get for him after I just bought him a fucking computer. What the fuck is HE going to do with a computer? And does he think we are made of fucking money or something? He should really take a closer look at his paycheck.
I could be cranky because I couldn’t find anybody to come out to play with me after work. See, Kitty TRIES to be a good kitty. The headshrinker told me to stick with hanging out with my girlfriends but they are all BUSY! Well…too busy for me.
I texted my gal pal to meet me for lunch. She said she was shopping at the Coach store and would I like anything. I told her I am cranky and it’s going to take more than a Coach bag to make me happy. So she texted back “How about ‘a’ coach? A cute soccer oneJ” Okay, at least that made me smile.
Anyway, I am sure none of you want to hear me bitching. You all have your own issues I am sure.
Do any of you have any suggestions how to pull myself out of my cranky kitty mood? REALISTIC suggestions????