Thank the deity of your choice, it's Friday. You'd think that would be enough to make me happy, but I'm ridiculously cranky today. I wish I knew why - maybe it's because I'm starting to get worried about the move. More accurately, about the finding-work-after-the-move. I HATE looking for work. I have rotten self-confidence to begin with, though it's ridiculous how much better I've gotten in the past couple of years, and it's really difficult to figure out how to sell yourself when you're not sure you're worth selling.
On the upside - I've got a (rough) plan for the future, I'm making the patented Wood family pizza tonight, and tomorrow I'm hanging out with Erin and taking her to the BEST THAI PLACE IN THE WORLD. Ahem. It's a beautiful thing.
You know how irritating it is, when you can't even really stay cranky for very long because things are going too well? The rubber-band effect will be hitting soon, I just know it...