I'm glad today is a new day, and I'm glad to see the back of yesterday. It wasn't particularly bad, it was just not particularly good with a few bits of unwelcome news, a cranky toddler and lost things. Those things plus poor sleep the night before put me in a mood which I couldn't shake.
The AV, who had been disturbingly quiet up until last night, dropped by and suggested that a couple of drinks might help. Punched him in the face and gave him a few choice words, quite colourful, and certainly not repeatable here. (don't know why my AV is male, he reminds me of my ex a bit.)
But I'm blessed with a new day to try again so I'm gratefully checking in for 24.
I absolutely will not drink today.