Today is starting out as an angry day. I can feel it and I want to just be mad at the devil but honestly, I’m mad at the people who were worried but didn’t say anything. I’m mad at me for not calling him that day. I’m mad at the kids for their stuff all over the apartment. I’m mad that the vacuum won’t charge. I really just want to vacuum the damn floor. I’m mad that my husband threw away the empty wine bottle. Any other time that wouldn’t bother me but it was a bottle of Josh Cabernet.