The title of this is far more joyous than I’m feeling right now. I’m in a mood. I’m in a funk. I’m having my own personal b*tchfest.

I’m usually pretty good about getting out of the fog. This week has been harder. I don’t have an explanation for it. I’m just grouchy. I’m moody. I’m short-tempered. My normal witty, even-keel, isn’t. Normally I can power through and just wait for it to subside. I’m just not feeling it this week.

For some, this might not be considered strange. “We all have moments,” some would say. I’m not one of those people. I don’t carry things with me. Which is why I’m so baffled and affected by this.

If I’ve hurt your feelings this week. I’m truly sorry. Not that any of this is an excuse –  I’m just not feeling myself lately. If I take some time away, if I step out for a minute, this is why. I’m just trying to find my way back.