For some reason I can not explain, I have an extremely short fuse tonight. I want to cry and do not want to deal with people. My landlord was just here with the next tenants. He’s promised them a dishwasher, new stove, and new cabinets. Two years with a sink and two feet of counterspace and a shitty stove? They are getting a new kitchen?
I have my shabbat candles lit and had my little dinner of pasta with pesto. Listened to my Thank God Its Friday cd. And still feel sad. I don’t know why, can’t explain it. Maybe a low pressure system is moving in, because I didn’t feel this way three hours ago.
I’m going to head to temple a little early and maybe get a cup of coffee along the way. I hope I can shed this once we start service.