Wow, I was all set to do some writing after my shower. Snowing out, so needed to get some spare batteries charging and replace my mini flashlight batteries, just in case the power goes out. But I can't find my little flashlight. Cue 20 minutes digging around on my desk, tossing around in drawers, nada. I think I left it on a table in my room, and Mom picked it up and took it somewhere.
And I just almost had a panic attack. WTF? If we lose power, it will be long after I go to bed. And I can turn my cell into a flashlight if I need to. I don't need the damn mini flashlight right. now.
I hate PMS. It turns me into a crazy person.
AND I don't feel like writing anymore. Need to force the story out before I lose it though *sigh*