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I think for me it’s a matter of how tired I am. If something happens in the morning, I barely react. But if it’s later in the evening, I’ll yell at myself for something very minor that just happened to occur when I was at some mysterious, unknown tipping point.

Early one morning I started my coffeemaker, then went about my business. I’d forgotten to place the carafe under the filter basket, and by the time I walked back into the kitchen the water had overtopped the filter and spread coffee and coffee grounds all over the counter. It didn’t even faze me. I cleaned up the mess and later that day I wrote a funny story about it on Facebook.

The room I sleep in doesn’t have a heater vent, so on cold nights I turn on the electric blanket a couple of hours before I go to bed. One evening I went to my room to turn on the blanket and saw that I’d forgotten to turn it off that morning. I yelled at myself. (YOU IDIOT!) Then I thought, “Whoa, where did that come from?” What a silly thing to scold myself for. I guess I was just at the point where my tired, overworked brain could no longer handle any more silly mistakes.