Corrupted Worlds and a Foggy Morning

I’ve noticed a disturbing trend.  A few days after a house concert I crash into a bad mood.  I go back to work and feel like a little drone and I hate everything from what I’m wearing to what I’m doing to what I’m NOT doing.  Yesterday I went home in a foul mood and managed to piss off my husband within ten minutes.  Then Leo’s Minecraft data corrupted and his world disappeared.  I’m serious.  This was NOT good.  The whole house descended into various levels of pain, impatience, horror and frustration.  I then spent an hour or two searching Minecraft forums on how to restore corrupt worlds (I know, I know) because if I couldn’t do anything else I right I was damned well going to save my baby’s world.  No success.  Finally Owen patted my arm and told me to stop, that I could try again tomorrow.  Leo sadly went up to bed and Owen went up without as much drama as usual given that still didn’t feel great.

I assume today will be better.  Owen feels better and just trundled off to school with his cello on his back.  I finally convinced Leo to let me try to fit his binder thingy into his backpack.  He has insisted it wouldn’t fit and I gave up arguing with him.  You gotta choose your battles with Leo.  He let me try this morning and was quite pleased that it fit.  Sweet little jerk.  Good thing I love him so.

At least there is fog this morning which always makes me happy....and it left little droplets on everything so all the plants look like they dressed up....