I think I am getting annoyed with the length of winter.
I remember being little and spending time with my great-grandma. She had MS and always had cold hands. I feel like her so much this morning. To add to it, I wish I had a great sweater like her with wild cherry cough drops that’re more like candy than medicine, curled up in a huge fluffy blanket. She really knew how to live with her chronic pain, and I wish she was here to show me how she did it so well.
Also, I’m kind of getting annoyed with people where I work not doing their job right. I’m starting to feel like this is too much stress for me, because I’m having to clean up after everyone *sigh*
I’m ready for my teaching job now, kthanks.