Irritated

I woke up irritated. I didn’t want to get out of bed. So I didn’t until I had five minutes to get ready.

It took me about fifteen. 

I was late.

Utah traffic is irritating. Being tired at work because I’m too lazy to get up on time is irritating. Not being able to focus is irritating.

A friend chatted with me and told me I’m awesome. I didn’t see it until he was offline. I texted him to tell him thanks and the conversation didn’t last.

That always happens. It’s super irritating.

I spent money on something that I don’t need and then got home to find out I have to spend more money on things I can’t avoid.

I made a baked potato that I couldn’t eat.

I saw someone today who matters a lot more to me than I do to him.

In that case, I irritate me.

Then I talked to some people that I wish I had had time to get to know better. But I don’t.

Then I talked to someone that I wanted to get to know because he seemed interesting.

He wasn’t.

Now I can’t sleep because my mind is in a million places.

It’s super irritating.