Today was my version of Alexander’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I couldn’t sleep last night because it was too warm and Dak was snoring and my hand went numb and nothing worked to help it. Finally, Dak got up to go help with an Eagle project and I finally fell asleep, then didn’t move until after 11. I had two text messages that were over an hour old asking me to do things.

I got out of bed and started getting plans in the works. Anders wasn’t up yet, Annika wasn’t up yet, and neither really wanted to get up. My hand was still numb, but I got some coffee into me and got a shower. We had to clean out the trailer, which meant drying a bunch of stuff that was out in the rain yesterday and trying to find the right hitch so that my brother-in-law could borrow it. Annika begged for Nutella on toast for breakfast, which was not going to happen because that’s a treat, not a breakfast. I made her microwaveable pancakes instead, but I must have cooked them too long because they got hard on the sides and she wouldn’t eat them. Ugh.

I finally got out of the house to bring Anders to meet friends to hang out, but we were late. Once we figured that out, I came home and actually got through a little work I needed to get done. I felt a bit better then – we went over to Britt’s and had dinner and toured her new apartment. My hand got numb again and I started getting tired again. Anders and I argued about music and dumb stuff on the way home. I have been sneezing and sniffling because of the cat ever since.

I should have just stayed away from everyone today or something. I was on edge all day and just pissed off. There is a muscle in my stomach that keeps twitching, I have serious skin problems and keep breaking out (stress?), my hand has been partially numb almost all day, and I’m just over everything. I feel badly because I’ve probably been a not-very-fun person to be around today. Sorry, family.

I took some allergy medicine and I can take a little more, so I think I will. I think that will put me out for the night, hopefully. God I hope tomorrow is better. I can’t do another cranky-ass day like this.