Wrong Side of the Bed

I believe I woke up on the wrong side of the bed spitting nails today. Everything is a "big deal" today. The dogs did not pee fast enough this morning, packing lunch took too long, the coffee pot was not ready when I wanted it to be, picking out clothes was chaos b/c everything is dirty (I decided this morning, I need a new wardrobe OR a maid to do laundry), I have cried & laughed within moments of each other, traffic was horrible, I am angry at everything & everyone at the office, my back & stomach hurt. I decided it's not really the wrong side of the bed........it's PMS. Watch out Dallas--I will be driving home from work today. So, be nice to me, I really do not want to have road rage with you this afternoon.