Grunky and Tired.

Very very very first. Shout out to my newest follower, Tailor. Hey girl, heeeeeyyyyyy. :) I'm glad you enjoy my blog. It really means a lot. 

Very very second. Shout out to all my old followers. Thanks for stickin' around. I know sometimes I write about, literally, the DUMBEST things. But every once in a while, I strike on a little gem of a post. 

Very third. Let's be real. Thanks to ANYONE who reads my blog. Thanks for taking time out of your day to read my little ramblings. Thanks for caring enough to click on the link, or type in the URL or however the heck you get here, thanks. 

Shall we get on with it? I think we shall. 

Once upon a time, I've been in a SLUMP. I've been grunky (yes, grunky) and tired for what feels like the past month. And I'm SICK OF IT. I'm incredibly annoyed tonight. 

I'm annoyed because I *thought* I found an awesome deal on a car, that turned out to be a scam. I was rearin' and ready to go, and then it just didn't pan out and was all weird and junk. Long story short, I'm still searchin'. And I'm sick of reading all the stupid ads on ksl. I just want a car already!!! *eye roll*

I'm annoyed because I haven't been performing to my best ability at work. And other people are starting to notice. And I hate it. I feel awful. I just... HATE it. 

I'm annoyed that I'm not being very nice to my family. I hate hate hate when I get like this. All grumpy and ridiculous. Where the tiniest little thing will set me off or I just can't seem to respond to anything in a tone other than "super pissed". It makes me CRAZY. 

I'm annoyed that I always feel tired. It's my least favorite of all the feelings.

I'm annoyed that I'm annoyed with all these things. For a while there, I wouldn't let anything get me down, and it was AWESOME. I don't know what changed, but something must have. And I can't figure it out. 

I'm just ready for this business of grunky and tired to be done. 

I'm ready to go back to being super duper happy and content with life. 

I'm ready to be done with the turmoil. Because turmoil SUCKS. 

Sorry this post ended up being kinda lame. 

But... it had to happen. 

Anyway...

Cheers, 

     Reille K. 

P.S. I sincerely hope your friday night was infinitely better than mine.