Bitten by the crankiness bug

I know that it's genetically impossible for some people to get their focus off the details and their heads out of the weeds, but I dislike pettiness and I really dislike nit-picking.
When I am guilty of these things, I like that even less.
But when someone you have a supportive and decent relationship with makes a mountain out of a petty and understandable mole hill, I feel betrayed. And frustrated.
Now I have this mountain to climb today. A mountain I did not set forth to conquer. A mountain I didn't budget energy and time to scale. A mountain that doesn't even exist in its own right and never needed to fucking exist in the first place.
The resentment is gnawing at me. I am obviously cranky, hormonal and wading in my own set of weeds.
But dammit, I didn't need this today.
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Spent yesterday recovering from the Red Eye flight from Vegas to Dallas. But seriously, the airline could not have been any worse had they flown only bullet-hole riddled planes with zombie flight attendants.
On Spirit Airlines you have to pay to check your bag, or you have to pay to carry it on. It costs more, tho, to carry it on. But if you check it, they could lose it. Which they did with Bean's bag on the way out. The staff must get a lot of abuse. They were already rude when we went to check in. They were no better when we went to complain about the missing bag. They told us it got held up by TSA. Because they rushed us all into the plane and pushed away from the gate 15 minutes early. They then sent the bag to Ft. Lauderdale.
Yup. Compounding errors.
They suck.
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And... it's officially summer here. That means nothing will be done outside for three months. I will struggle just to keep the plants alive through the heat. I will pay through the nose for utilities. I will not get enough exercise, the dogs will shed and I will be in a bad mood.
Only 89 more days of whining to go.