Frustrating

It's been a frustrating morning. Sam has been whining, I can't find my pedometer-which should be on my nightstand where I thought I put it last night. I've used it for 880 days in a row-today I'll miss it. I went upstairs for a moment and returned to find Sam had eaten the rest of my salad. I'm still sick, but feeling better. I'll go in to work this afternoon and pray for a quick, good shift. I need to get through this week, then I have a week of vacation!