The Right Side of the Bed is a Dot to Me

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.  So far on the wrong side that the right side may as well be in frigging China.

First, I woke up before the alarm.  NOT COOL.  And then it was cold.  I love running in cooler weather, but only to a point.  45-60 is just about perfect, and this morning I was seriously pissed that it was 43.  That's how unreasonably pissy I was.

Then I go outside to run, pissy because I'm not sure my long sleeve tech shirt and capris are appropriate for the temperature, pissy because my spi-belt rides up whenever I switch from shorts to tights, pissy!

So I'm running along listing in my head everything that makes me pissy, and I hear, I shit you not, a freaking DONKEY braying.  I had no idea that there were donkeys in my neighborhood.  But somehow I almost instantly knew the universe was telling me that I am being an ASS.

And I laughed.  Out loud.  Alone on my run.  (Like a crazy person.)

By the end of the run, the song of the day is Reel Big Fish's "Everything Sucks":
I know everything sucks, yeah.
I know everything sucks, whoa.  *air drumming, badly*
I know everything sucks, yeah,
But this is gonna be the last time you hear me complain. *scatting, terribly*

Thank you, Universe, for calling me an ass.  Ha!