Woke up in a foul mood today, after a wonderful opening-night rehearsal. Tired, grouchy, unable to focus on anything.
Could it be-
~the news I got after the rehearsal of the death of the mother of one of my dearest friends?
~normal post-rehearsal let-down?
~my body reacting to my decision to go off the bleeping Pill once and for all?
~mid-winter cabin-fever and getting desperate to have my house finished (sometimes it seems DH is dragging his heels, but today we had a Good Talk about getting the work done, so I have to trust that it will).
~all of the above??

I have a piano lesson today and this morning I've been trying to make up for lost time and practice the lovely tune I'm working on: Turning By Threes. It's coming along, but I keenly feel the lack of practice over the past few weeks of getting Animaterra ready.

I think that today I want it ALL and I want it NOW!! Grumph!