Shitty day already and I haven’t even been up an hour. I am exhausted, got woken up by the phone. It was my husband and we had a stupid fight. Things are worked out, I think, but I’m still feeling like crap about it. We have no groceries and I have no idea what I am going to have for lunch or take with me to eat at work for supper. So even better, I get this phone call from the staffing office at work saying that psych (where I once worked) is super short and the unit that is my home unit has some extras and so I might have to go work on psych tonight. Fuck…jeez I knew I shouldn’t have answered the phone.