wrong side of the bed?

People are really annoying me today. I don't know why, and I know it is more about me than about what they are doing, but it doesn't make it any less of a problem. I am writing it out here in an attempt to get over it, because I am rather worried that I am going to get increasingly wound up and end up exploding at someone who doesn't really deserve it. You would think I would be used to dealing with the public's foibles, and I am, but every so often I have a day when I just want to be on my own, doing my own things, instead of having to take care of everybody else's.
I think I might be missing Mathew. After our lovely day together on Sunday it was really hard to drag myself back into work and concentrate, and the fact that it was a Bank Holiday on Monday and most of our friends were all taking advantage of the extra day off, and the lovely weather that accompanied it, while I was stuck back at work and having to help run a scavenger hunt, really wound me up a bit. I kept getting messages and seeing online updates about garden parties and barbecues and beach trips and playparks, and it bugged me. I know the lesson is that I shouldn't look at my phone while at work, and I shouldn't think about what I could be doing instead of earning some money, but I couldn't help it this week. I seemed to enjoy torturing myself. And today I am wallowing in the 'poor me, I missed out' headspace.
So, as I said, I am hoping that writing about it here will alleviate it somewhat, because it's a pointless way of feeling and thinking and there's nothing I can do to change the circumstances, and I will have plenty of other opportunities to enjoy quality time with my sons. But it's nice to admit that I am missing them, and it's nice to realise that that's what the problem is, and it's not the fault of anyone here at work. And shouting at someone or acting like a twat towards them isn't going to change the way I feel.
Thank you.

RC 28-8-25