Abaculus

I'm so cranky and irritable this evening. Just got back from the pub, where we went for a meal with relatives. When my parents booked, we were supposed to have our meal in the restuarant, however only this afternoon they remembered that they had double booked, and there was a party for teachers from one school. When we arrived, the room was full of teachers behaving like the teenagers they teach. Christmas, plus the end of school term, a perfectly leathal combination. Placing Scrooge in the middle, is not a good idea. I'm really not sociable right now.

Sitting in this room, with the illusion of the whole thing caving in, and trying to communicate I was like ... GETMEOUTNOW. I so nearly left before I had my meal, only a picture of my christening was produced. Being the baby bawling my head off in the photo, I became insanely jealous. Oh the freedom to scream and not be judged! I wanted to scream there and then, to show disaffection at the whole situation. I stayed for the meal, becoming restless every second. Think a room full of rowdy teachers, smoke everywhere and not having a clue what was happening conversation wise. Cranky queen was at the table ...

I ended up leaving after the world's slowest eater finished their meal. Now sitting at home, ah peace!, the bliss of just having space to yourself. Now trying to squeeze that crankiness out of every vein ...

The longing for Earl Grey and bed, does that make me old?