I woke up in an inexplicably horrible mood and it did not improve over the course of the day. I warned DH over breakfast that I was feeling foul and it would be best if both boys gave me as much space as possible. He asked why I was in this mood. I had/have no reason and I told him so. I can’t shake it. I’m vacillating between being furious at the world for no reason and wanting to have a nice long cry, again for no reason.