Today the best word to describe how I feel is irritable. I know it's not so good and actually I have been this way for a few days now. It could be related to my irregular womanly cycle, the muggy weather, my seemingly always-demanding, constantly fast-paced lifestyle, or perhaps it's a result of too little sleep the past few weeks and too little running the past few days, but whatever the reason I am irritable.
As a result, I have argued with Jeff just about every day of the past week other than when I was out of town with the kids attending my nephew's birthday party. The arguing I only take half of the responsibility for it because it not only takes two to tango and it take two to fight as well.
As a result of the combination of irritation and ongoing heated discussions, I nearly turned to the television last night. Had it been Wednesday (Criminal Minds) or 7PM (Wheel of Fortune) I probably would have, but it was nine oclock on a Tuesday and as far as I know there is nothing worth watching in that time slot so I remained strong. It was a very close call.
This time instead of falling victim to a book, I was saved by my book. The book (Devil in the White City) that I was struggling to get started the other day (and at the time I feared may push me to watching television for a second time this year since 1984 had done so a few months ago) has actually gotten pretty darn interesting so I have been glued to that the past two days and last night I turned to that for comfort instead of television. What I should have done was gone for a good run then I probably would not be so moody today, but it was dark and stormy.
Anyhow, life without television is still good today, just a little irritable as well.