My biorhythms must be playing up today - I am having the morning from hell! The OH's first words to me were, "What's the matter with you today?" and I wasn't aware at that point that there
was anything the matter. So it seemed reasonable to bite his head off for asking.
I let the dog out for a wee and she just stood there on the lawn, staring at me. Then when I let her in again for her breakfast she wouldn't eat it but just stood there, staring at me again. Ordinarily she will mow a path through a herd of charging buffalo to get to her breakfast, but she clearly requires some form of formal invitation to eat it today - perhaps written in s*dding Swahili on Gisela Graham notepaper....?!!! Deep frustration.
I bought an expensive new bird feeder yesterday to stop the squirrels from eating all the peanuts (they have a feeder box of their own filled with peanuts, but of course they turn their noses up at that). The little songbirds don't want to know the new feeder at any price and are simply queueing up on the branch, viewing it with deep suspicion. A squirrel, on the other hand, has now dragged the new feeder off the tree and dumped it on the floor, so that all the peanuts have fallen out. The dog then decided to chase him (while she was out on the lawn again, not having a pee) and barged straight through the hedge, so I now have an enormous, labrador-shaped hole in my hedge. Oh, that's just lovely, that is.
And now I've just dropped a full box of eggs on the floor.
I'm going back to bed.