Last night I went to bed grumpy.
This morning I woke up grumpy.
It may be because my kids have been fighting over ridiculous little things lately.
It may be because I haven't had a really good sleep in ages.
It may be because I'm suddenly living in Candyland as the new constuction right next door was painted a blinding yellow with purple trim yesterday.
It may be because I am working my tail off all day every day for free.
It may be because there isn't any chocolate in the house.
It may be because Austin has taken to screeching at the top of his lungs whenever he doesn't get what he wants.
It may be because my need to control things is greater than my capacity to do so.
It may be because I can't wait for summer, when life both speeds up and slows down but in all the right ways.
It may be because while I'm really excited for our weekend away this week, the getting-a-family-of-six-ready-to-go-without-forgetting-a-thing part stinks.
It may be because I have a bad attitude.
It may be because I'm choosing to see the yuck instead of the good.
It may be because I'm not noticing all the blessings that are literally smacking me in the face.
It may be that life has been so good for me lately that I've forgotten what a real trial is like.
It may be that I need to re-prioritize.
It may be that I am luckier than I know.
It. may. be.