Dammit

I feel sucky. I'm tired and nauseous and have all sorts of lovely symptoms that are not fit for public consumption. My husband is being a butt (hey, it happens, and there's no use denying it's contributing to my foul mood) and I feel overwhlemed and stressed. I cannot seem to focus on work, though I've already dealt with a couple of client matters (before even leaving my house this morning, as they were time-sensitive).

I just want to go back to bed and start today over.

Etcetera.