I was miserable and cranky yesterday. Not for any good reason, but I was anyway. Work was frustrating, and that didn't help, but it didn't much matter. I went to bed on time last night (after putting more water in my bed), and was hoping a good nights sleep would do me good. However, the dog and the roommate conspired against me to make the morning terrible too. Spencer ate a box of Ziti, which I needed for tonight, and Eric had me parked in, which made getting to work difficult.
I am guessing that the dinner party (14 people) that is occurring tonight has me a little stressed. I generally don't cook for that many people, and I can only guess how much of a mess will be made of the house.
Speaking of Spencer, he thought it'd be cute to curl up on the cat's bed last night and go to sleep. I wish I had a camera handy, cause it was adorable. Thankfully, the cat wasn't on it at the same time.