I Hate Today ...

That might be a bit harsh. I mean, the day has only just started, so it might get better. But, I definitely woke up on the wrong side of my life this morning. I had two panic dreams ... both of which woke me up. I hate those. They seem so freaking real, but they can't possibly be real. Well, I guess one of them could have been, but it wasn't. This time was even worse in that Tex was in one of them. So, not only do I wake up feeling all panicky and sick, but I get to remind myself that he's still dead. All around negative feelings ensue.

And, I woke up with the mother of all sinus headaches. Thank you, Spring.

*wanders off to grumble in the corner*