Sturgeon's Law

You ever get one of those overall feelings of malaise you can't put your finger on, and then suddenly you feel like you realize what it is? That happened to me this evening: I committed a very minor faux pas in my basketball game, and I realized after I got home that a lot of why I've been having that bad feeling is that it seems like every other thing I say or do is slightly wrong or slightly regrettable or slightly whatever negative, and all those slightly's (slightlies?) add up. The basketball thing, being curt with some people I shouldn't have been curt with, that last dumb post, the poem draft that was vexing me, a couple minor household items that I broke, etc. There's nothing specific that stands out, and it's not the sort of thing where I'd say "Wow, I've had a terrible week," but it's a down time where it seems like there's too much to get done, and I have to deal with it alone. So yeah, ugh.