Cranky Mornings

This morning, I woke up in a mood. Not the cute kind, either—the kind where every email makes you want to flip your desk and crawl back into bed with reruns of "The Real Housewives" and zero responsibilities.

I never quite understand how some days I can be this glowing ball of positivity, and other days I feel like clawing someone’s eyes out for saying “Good morning” too cheerfully. It’s wild. Like, what exactly shifts overnight? Is it hormones? Is it the moon? Is Mercury in retrograde again?

I always thought emotions were a human thing—not a woman thing—but I’m starting to reconsider. The older I get and the more in tune I am with myself, the more I notice the emotional waves that hit without warning. And yes, I do wonder—does this happen to men too? Because if it doesn’t, that feels wildly unfair.

Normally on days like this, I take what my coworkers affectionately call my “happy pills”—aka St. John’s Wort, a natural supplement that may or may not just be a placebo. But you know what? If the placebo works, who cares?

To shift the vibe, I turned on Joel Osteen’s podcast from yesterday. Usually, he gives me a jolt of encouragement, but even Joel couldn’t snap me out of it this time. Maybe tomorrow.

Today might just be a cranky kind of day—and that’s okay too. I'm still showing up, doing my best, and keeping an open heart. A little grumpy, but still grateful.