Is it me?

I don't know if I'm especially apt to anger these days because I'm chock-full of hormones, if the weather is making me cranky, if the universe is paying me back for something, or a combination of all three, but I feel like I'm about to haul off and go postal on just about anyone who rubs me the wrong way. 

Here is the list of some of the things that have pissed me off over the past week:

1.  I made an appointment for a teeth cleaning today.  I went to the dentist, sat in the waiting room for fifteen minutes, and then asked the receptionist when I could expect to be seen.  I was told that the hygienist was just turning over her room, and would be right with me.  I was told the same thing when I asked fifteen minutes later, and again fifteen minutes after that.  So, after forty-five minutes of waiting, I may have pitched bit of a fit.  But, this was only after I told them that I didn't have all day to sit and wait to get my teeth cleaned.  The receptionist then told me that the hygienist probably wouldn't have time to see me that day and I should reschedule.  I told them they weren't the only provider that billed by the hour and they should expect to see a bill for my services and the time I wasted sitting around in their lobby.  Yes, I made a small scene but I don't think I'm sorry that I did.  Needless to say, I don't think I'm going back to Metro Dental. 

2.  Because I had made my appointment over the lunch hour, I didn't eat.  I don't know if this happens to any other pregnant ladies, but when I don't eat at my regularly scheduled feeding times, I get cranky.  As evidenced by the tantrum I threw in the dentist's office.  So, all I wanted to do was go back to my office and eat my lunch.  But, the skyways seemed to be jammed with members of the Hugeass Tribe.  I don't know if anyone else has noticed this phenomena, but there seems to be an influx of women, walking two or three across in the skyways, ambling as slowly as possible, and taking up the entire skyway, making it literally impossible to pass in either direction without turning sideways and flattening yourself against the wall.  I know I'm being bitchy, but I would appreciate it if the Tribe would consent to give people a passing lane. 

3.  On Sunday night, I cooked corn on the cob.  I pulled the lid off the pot and put it in the sink.  I guess I didn't let it cool down enough because when I went to rinse the glass lid, it exploded in my sink.  As a result, tiny shards of glass got stuck in my garbage disposal.  I spent a good hour on Sunday night, trying to clean it out and make the disposal work again, but it didn't happen and I had to call a plumber.  I had to because we're selling the house, and I couldn't fix the problem.  So, the plumber came today, and charged me $175.00 for twenty minutes of work.  Literally.  That just makes me sad.  He's probably really mad when the dentist makes him wait since he charges $525.00 an hour, I guess. 

4.  I'm having other issues at work, that I won't really get in to.  I have problems with people not meeting their deadlines, or doing a half-assed job on assignments which, in turn, causes me to scramble.  I will say this though - in the month of July, I had twelve depositions scheduled.  Of those twelve depositions, not one deponent showed up for the examination.  This is a huge waste of my time.  That being said, not only did these witnesses fail to appear, but they LIED about why they didn't show up.  I don't know what that's about because first of all, I'm not stupid.  Second of all, I'm not going to give up because someone didn't show for their deposition.  And, when we finally get to your deposition, I'm going to ask you why you lied. 

5.  Up at the cabin, I got attacked by a zillion mosquitoes and have bug bites on every surface of my body.  They itch and make me cranky. 

Okay, so enough complaining.  It just seems to be an accumulation of tiny little issues that have been setting me off and snowballing into the next issue.  As Jeff is so fond of telling me, I need to find some serenity.  It also makes me mad when he says that. 

*Update:  I just got off the phone with my mom and went through all the things that have angered me over the day, and when we were saying good bye, I started crying.  Dissolution into insane, sobbing mess = crazy, hormonal pregnant lady.