I woke up in foul mood today.
It could be because I was awakened by a police telemarketer/fundraiser. A year ago I wouldn’t have minded, but the cops around here are obviously underfunded, and their telemarketers are annoyingly aggressive as a result.
It could be because my house is full of flies after leaving the windows open for two days, and they have been buzzing around my head and landing on me as I slept.
It could be because my shamrock is dying, and it bothers me. At 9am, I was overjoyed to see that it had opened. When I watered it at 11, it was closed and looking miserable. Damn it.
There are a handful of other reasons, but I am going to ignore them and concentrate on what makes me happy.