Not the best day...

My car has a couple gashes in it from the idiot this morning, my throat is sore, my eyes are tired, I am trying to persuade this cold sore to go away, and guess what, tonight we are supposed to BD! Don't I sound inviting? Why is this so hard? I never thought I would complain about having to BD, but when you really aren't in the mood, it isn't fun to "make" yourself do it. I might add, this has nothing to do with my hubby, just my intense desire to crawl into bed and start fresh tomorrow!