Harumph. My sour mood has yet to be lifted.
Part of it, too, may a be that I'm feeling rather ill. Or I could be feeling rather ill because of my sour mood. I haven't decided which it is yet.
I don't know how much longer my low mood is going to last. I'm feeling pretty fed up with this fight. It's getting more and more frustrating whenever I have to watch what I say, especially when all that I would say is something like, "I'll probably be adopting two or three kids down the road, after I find someone."
I know, I know, it's "weak" to ask "why?" ... but why does my life have to cause so much contention?
And, yes, I know, it's not my life, it's others' attitudes and beliefs that are causing the contention.
Still, though, it makes me want to dropkick something through a window.
But I don't want to leave on a grumpy note... so...
Haha... ah, that makes me feel better.