Paranoid Mode

Where I work, the employee discount is 10%. I get 25 from the competition. I discussed this with my boss and he said that an ex employee was taking advantage of it so he changed it, but "Come to me, I'll give a better discount, no problem". So I bought a wetsuit. he rang it up with the 10% discount. He gave me a 10% discount when I didn't even work there! I was pissed off, but I didn't say anything, partly because I've learned it isn't a good idea to say anything when I'm pissed off, but I woke up this morning, and I'm still pissed.

I walked the dogs, freeking Sheba can't find a place to pee, obviously she's trying to keep me from drinking my coffee.

I found a dirty dish in the strainer. I start thinking that I have uncovered a huge conspiracy by the wife. She purposely left that spec of dirt there when she did the dishes, so that I'll get pissed, ban her from doing dishes, and then I'd do the dishes all the time.

This is the mode my brain is working in this morning. Paranoid Mode. I hate myself when I'm like this, and I hate feeling like this. I need a