I didn't get much sleep last night at all. I was up a lot later than anticipated, then had to get up in the middle of the night to go get Eli (vehicle issues!), then when we were finally home and snuggled up in bed I couldn't fall back asleep. So very, very little sleep. I slept from roughly 10:30-11:30 and then was up until probably close to 2am. Then up about 6. I am tired y'all. I am dragging ass and I am in no mood for any one's shit.
I walked in to work this morning and the first thing I heard from some guy was, "Wow, you really are pregnant."
And before I could stop myself I replied, "Nope, I am just pretending."
Yes, I am an asshole. He followed me and was like "I didn't mean it like that, I just was wondering how much longer." I couldn't look at him or take time to stop and chat. I just quickly answered, "A couple weeks," and left it at that.
I think today is definitely a day that my door should stay shut and I should keep to myself.