Had a VERY bad start this morning.
Woke up when the alarm went off, which wasn't bad. But soon my wee one came into my room, demanding that I go downstairs with her RIGHT NOW. I had no idea why she behaved like that, but it made me cross instantly.
So, told her to go by herself, and stayed in the bed for another few minutes. I couldn't still get a reason out of her after going downstairs, and became incredibly annoyed with her attitude. How DARE she talked back to me in that stupid manner, I don't know. When I talked back like that to my parents, I used to be literally chucked out of the house.
Several minutes later, she told me that she had had a bad dream. Well, but did I deserve all those nonsense first thing in the morning? I never was nasty to her yesterday, and she had a good day yesterday. It's not nice to start a day like this, indeed. It proves that there's no god. (Or, it proves that the god hates me.) Not worth waking up at all.
But life is not totally cruel.
We got out of the house to walk to the school, and soon spotted S with his colleagues doing a job for the local council. He smiled and waved at us from the driving seat of the truck. And when I was on the way home, he was still in the neighbourhood, and this time we exchanged greetings, which evened out my mood of the day.
Am already exhausted. Maybe I should give my wee one a weeding job or something when she comes home.
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