So far it has been part relaxing, part the best and fastest way to bring out the worst in me. One brother is sick and irritable, the other particularly obnoxious (it is so rare for me to say anything negative about the baby of the family, so it must be bad). Basically, all of the things that are wrong with me and the world are magnified. Combine that with a lack of nicotine and you have a 2 year old in a 30 year old's body - temper tantrums are so not hot in someone my age.
I went to a party last night and it just wasn't fun. I couldn't wait to get out of there. It couldn't be that the party just sucked...it must be me, right? I don't think that is true in reality, but that is how the last 2 days have been going.