Two days in a row dragged out of bed long before I was ready to leave it makes for an exhausted, mentally fogged, cranky person. The Curmudgeon had a couple of bad mornings and thus I get no sleep. Add that to this long winter of frigid weather and that equals my bad attitude.

I wanted to go grocery shopping but didn’t have the energy to go. I barely had the energy to run the vacuum and cook dinner.

I’ve groused at The Curmudgeon and the poor dogs.

I need a vacation.