It's 8 a.m.
I've been up for just under 2 hours. (A sleep in!)
Boy-o is having a tough time today.
And so far this morning -
I've been yelled at. Called stupid. Dumb. Hit in the knee with a hockey stick. Dodged two miscellaneous objects hurled through the air in the general direction of my head. And told I am hated.
Amazing how sometimes just under two hours is already almost too much day to bear.