@MicheleR, isn't spoiled fruit a perfect metaphor for an unsatisfactory experience? Ironically, my favourite fruit is super rotten to the point of fermentation. It's the half way bit that grinds my gears.
Hang in there. Being grumpy and disgruntled is not the end of the world even if it's not anyone's preferred situation. I loathe being lost, but sometimes that is an inevitable consequence of not knowing where I'm going.
My day got better after I read your post and decided not to go to work. Because I really don't have to work many more hours than I'm contracted to and sometimes I need to be reminded of that.
I've been alternating between my bed and the couch and a drive into town to buy flowers. I've read nearly half of the newest Robert Galbraith 927 page novel. So, thank you for reminding me that I'm not alone in all this and that I can, every once in awhile, pull the covers over my head. Mxx