Ugh

I'm kind of having one of those days. It was a really full 11-hour day which always puts me slightly on edge, so when I got home I semi-yelled at my boyfriend for not cleaning up the mess that I made last night when I baked him cookies. Then my carrot souffle took about 40 minutes longer than expected to cook, which threw off my entire dinner aura. Now I'm sitting on the couch watching one of the few too many house centipedes that have recently decided to call our apartment home also crawl across my wall. We have a deal- they kill spiders and don't go in the bedroom, they live. One of those days.

Let's not even talk about the peanut butter on my cute new shirt.