Been working till the wee hours for weeks trying to get baseboard trim done before my wife gets home. Then I was up till ~2am last night trying to get my wife's flights from Johannesburg sorted out.
Worked from home today. Beautiful, hot summer day. Booked out at 430 to mow the lawn.
The smell of fresh cut grass puts me in a good mood.
This, not so much:
Guess I didn't pooper scoop thoroughly enough
Sometimes when you are in a cranky mood, it takes something really $chitty to swing you around and not take yourself so seriously