Yep, it has been one of those days. One of those days that makes me wish I could have stayed in bed all day.
Master was frustrated first thing this morning. His frustration became my own. It's not that I was frustrated about the same thing, I was frustrated just because he was frustrated. Does that make sense? This is not a new thing, just something that has always been. (Now that I think more about it, I get this way with others as well; I absorb feelings, I guess you could say.) So I might have worded something the wrong way, and if that did happen Master wouldn't have been very happy about it.
I was informed today that I don't listen. Awesome.
At least I cooked a good dinner.
And I haven't thrown the kids out the window.
And I did get a lot done today.
I'm so tired. Tired of the all effing emotions. But I can't get enough. And...I'm just...I don't know...