Some days this is exactly how I feel. And today, today is one of those days.
Do you ever go to bed upset about something that is out of your control?
And then you maybe wake up completely discombobulated, having dreamed that practically everyone you love turned into zombies, including your husband? And while he was trying very hard to stay away from you and not zombify you, the rest of the world was after you?
And so you maybe went to your favorite (fictional) French place and slept with the hot French server? And then were left with whether you should tell your zombie husband or not, realizing that it would probably destroy your marriage?
Because of course the fact that he was a flesh-eating zombie wouldn't.
And then you maybe wake up and tell your husband and he is much more focused on the fact that you slept with someone else than the zombies chasing you?
Even though you assure him that you were really drunk and it wasn't all that fun?
And then the rest of your day so far looks like it's going to be exactly like that? Not under the water but, well, you know the rest.
If that ever happened to you, today would be one of those days.