Crabby old lady
Sometimes I feel like a crabby old lady. I don't know if my reasons for feeling crabby and irritated are legitimate or if I'm being too sensitive, or if I'm just being crabby. I like to think of myself as pretty open, in terms of tolerance and accepting constructive criticism (I was an art major after all, which entails constant critiquing that is both tough and helpful, but always true), but lately I'm not sure. Maybe I'm not sure that the criticism I'm now feeling is helpful or true. But whether it's me or not, I'm just not enjoying certain things as much as I used to. Could be that I'm just feeling crabby.
