I am waiting on the electrician to show up so I can let him in. This is annoying. I am waiting to run until the electrician gets here so that I go my full planned distance today. I am waiting to eat breakfast until I can run. This makes me more annoyed. It is hot today, which is annoying already, so the longer I wait the hotter it will be when I run, which will annoy me more. And my parents and I are going to the Impressionists show at the DeYoung this afternoon, so if he is too much later I will not be able to run before they get here, which will annoy me even more.
And that any of this annoys me kind of annoys another part of me.
Though I do appreciate that one of the iconic paintings from the exhibit is The Floor Scrapers. Looks familiar.