Cranky much?

Maybe it's the heat.  Maybe it's the humidty?  Not enough sleep or too much?

The point is, I'm not at my best.  I realize I'm cranky, a little foggy... and I think I have early PMS.

The robin from last week's post flew the coop before laying her clutch.  Effing robins. 

Tomorrow, I head to Washington DC for work for a few days.  Normally, I'd be stoked.  Normally I wouldn't be traveling with a pack of divas, too.

I'm really not kidding.

Six people, traveling from two locations.  Three flights, three rental cars, three different hotels.  Would that I were kidding.

Meanwhile, it's hot here in Nashville, and my hair looks like deep fried pine straw.

I'm sitting here, eating watermelon and knowing I need to pack.  But I don't want to.

Because I hate all the clothes I own, because I'm a cow.

And I'm not going to Zumba tonight because I have a little heat rash that would be best served to not sweat into.

Just saying.

On the upside, I did find my wallet that went missed at 7:48 this morning as I was trying to leave for work.  Oh well.  It was hiding under a pile of things in our Butler's Pantry.

We don't have a butler.  Maybe I should get one.

Wish me luck in our Nation's Capital - I will need it.

Photos surely to follow.