(Because this photo looks so very pathetic, let me start by saying: I am totally fine. Happy and excited, even. Just maybe a little less happy and excited at 3A.M. when I am wandering around our apartment trying to figure out how, exactly, to get comfortable enough to sleep.)
So have you ever heard the word "tetchy"?
It means sort of restlessly irritable, and makes me think of how my dogs behave when there's a rainstorm on the way: scratching at walls, whining at windows, and generally acting crazy. I think I've read the word in books from time to time, but I have never before felt compelled to actually use it.
I am tetchy.