Crabbo ergo sum

It was a crabby day, today was. It started before I woke up, with a realistic, unpleasant, and possibly prophetic dream about a person I don't want to be dreaming about. (If I know you're reading this, it's not you.) I stayed in bed too late, went grocery shopping too late, ate lunch too late, then spent the evening working and grousing at adfamiliares from my lofty perch. My mood was such that I wanted to shout "Leave me alone!" even though nobody was actually talking to me. adfamiliares and I did put up Christmas decorations, which was nice; a bushy and fragrant wreath now hangs above the fireplace. Gus-Gus is fascinated.

Warm blanket + snuggly cat + French toast + cocoa + whipped cream + zombie movie = moderate improvement in my mood. But I'm still a bit crabby, and feeling like I wasted a day. Snarl snarl snarl.