Worst

I'm so moody I could kill a crowd with one scowl right now.

Nothing like being on your way to your hubby's show, where you were going to partake in tasty Mexican food and hang out with friends you haven't seen in ages, who are sleeping over, and you spent most of the day cleaning your apartment in preparation - then suddenly remembering you randomly agreed to strike a touring Broadway show tonight from 10 PM - 1AM, and you're teaching tomorrow at NINE IN THE MORNING.

What the hell was I thinking?

I was thinking I need money more than sleep - and now I'm thinking I'm a fucking idiot.

I had *actual* crafty goodness to show you - but that will have to wait until tomorrow. I refuse to write a crafty post without a cheerful disposition.